[ awww baby. his own turn sympathetic - he pauses in his cutting, and then shifts a little to gently nudge his shoulder into his arm, scooting a little closer. ]
... You do not have to speak other than how you feel, Chrono.
[ he's quiet for a long moment, returning to the chopping even more slowly than before. the struggles with what he's comfortable saying are obvious in how his throat seems to start on sounds and his emotions swim.
then, quietly. ]
Even after being left a clue last week, I was useless. So badly, I wanted to find out who... to Zhongli.
[ he does not stare, but lets chrono take his time to respond. no pressure, no hurry, and though he returns to chopping his own vegetables, he waits, patiently. and... ]
You weren't useless. [ it's not an admonishment, nor is it scolding, but more like a reminder, supportive and warm but firm in its standing, too. ] It is not you alone who must solve a mystery in the tight constraints that we have - but all of us, together. The pressure and constraints are enormous upon us all. Particularly when the loss that we face is such a powerful one.
...but. [ a slight hesitation, and then: ] I know how you feel. I felt much the same. And that person who hurt him did not do so of their own volition, and likely may have hurt Majima or Ali, too - it is hard not to feel consumed with regrets.
Tomorrow will be a hard day. But...tomorrow will also be a second chance.
[ god taair is so wonderful and supportive and understanding...... sorrow makes tears prick at his eyes and he hesitates in his vegetable prep again as not to cut into his fingers accidentally - but he shakes the feeling off before they fall by focusing on taair's soothing emotions and words.
a second chance. someone else was-- hurt, killed? the souls were safe now, it was difficult to categorise-- but there was a second chance.
he nods, and while the feelings don't fade even enough to be considered background, they're less pronounced. gratitude and admiration take forefront. ]
Thanks, Taair. Majima-san and Mr. Ali... I hope they're found quickly by whoever's taking care of the other souls.
[ then, staring at the green onions like he's only just registered what they are; ]
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... You do not have to speak other than how you feel, Chrono.
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then, quietly. ]
Even after being left a clue last week, I was useless. So badly, I wanted to find out who... to Zhongli.
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You weren't useless. [ it's not an admonishment, nor is it scolding, but more like a reminder, supportive and warm but firm in its standing, too. ] It is not you alone who must solve a mystery in the tight constraints that we have - but all of us, together. The pressure and constraints are enormous upon us all. Particularly when the loss that we face is such a powerful one.
...but. [ a slight hesitation, and then: ] I know how you feel. I felt much the same. And that person who hurt him did not do so of their own volition, and likely may have hurt Majima or Ali, too - it is hard not to feel consumed with regrets.
Tomorrow will be a hard day. But...tomorrow will also be a second chance.
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a second chance. someone else was-- hurt, killed? the souls were safe now, it was difficult to categorise-- but there was a second chance.
he nods, and while the feelings don't fade even enough to be considered background, they're less pronounced. gratitude and admiration take forefront. ]
Thanks, Taair. Majima-san and Mr. Ali... I hope they're found quickly by whoever's taking care of the other souls.
[ then, staring at the green onions like he's only just registered what they are; ]
What are we making?