Good. You have plenty of people who don't want to see this happen to you again. Doing better for the next time is the best we can strive for.
[Some good ol' pragmatism to help drag this poor child out of the pit he's fallen into. Even if he doesn't climb towards the surface, at least they can face him the right direction.]
He shouldn't, but I wouldn't be surprised if Tatara's an unruly patient.
I can tell some of the others as I'm able, but I don't know how many of them will believe it unless it comes from one of our mentors. Either way, if promises have been made, there's nothing that can take those back now. We just have to ensure they aren't broken.
( "Plenty of people"... a frustrated expression crosses his face - he can't articulate why, other than... he doesn't deserve it. But he bites it back this time; he's already said it plenty earlier in the night, and none of his insisting has been successful. )
... I'll mention it where I can.
( If he feels like being helpful toward a person. Not guaranteed. Mika really shouldn't be a messenger.
He exhales... casting his gaze out toward the dark horizon. )
... This is all so complicated.
( Not the first time he's said that since his arrival, and it probably won't be the last. He's just... exhausted - from tonight; from the people; from the new rules; from... being dragged from his grave again. )
Would you like to stay out here for a little longer?
[It's a quiet, casual response. There's been enough lecturing, and the night has been long.]
We don't need to speak. And we can go back, if you would rather remain in your room. But I think, regardless, you should let yourself rest. Even if it's just for a little while.
He glances at Solomon from the corner of his eye, before his gaze returns to the horizon. He's quiet, briefly. )
... Still offering sympathy to a monster?
( But... the way he seems to shift and settle on his broom suggests that - he might take Solomon up on that offer, and just... stay. If only for a little while. )
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[Some good ol' pragmatism to help drag this poor child out of the pit he's fallen into. Even if he doesn't climb towards the surface, at least they can face him the right direction.]
He shouldn't, but I wouldn't be surprised if Tatara's an unruly patient.
I can tell some of the others as I'm able, but I don't know how many of them will believe it unless it comes from one of our mentors. Either way, if promises have been made, there's nothing that can take those back now. We just have to ensure they aren't broken.
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... I'll mention it where I can.
( If he feels like being helpful toward a person. Not guaranteed. Mika really shouldn't be a messenger.
He exhales... casting his gaze out toward the dark horizon. )
... This is all so complicated.
( Not the first time he's said that since his arrival, and it probably won't be the last. He's just... exhausted - from tonight; from the people; from the new rules; from... being dragged from his grave again. )
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Would you like to stay out here for a little longer?
[It's a quiet, casual response. There's been enough lecturing, and the night has been long.]
We don't need to speak. And we can go back, if you would rather remain in your room. But I think, regardless, you should let yourself rest. Even if it's just for a little while.
You've been through quite a lot today.
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He glances at Solomon from the corner of his eye, before his gaze returns to the horizon. He's quiet, briefly. )
... Still offering sympathy to a monster?
( But... the way he seems to shift and settle on his broom suggests that - he might take Solomon up on that offer, and just... stay. If only for a little while. )
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No. Not to a monster.
Just to Mika.
[From one warping husk of humanity to another. A moment of solitude, of careful quietness, before facing the world and its cruelties again.]