[Hopefully she won't misunderstand his exhaustion. It's not from her - it's from his own failings. His own inability to be bothered by this as she is, to fully understand where she's coming from with her discomfort. They're just... two very different people, to have such vastly unique reactions to the same situation.
And that's okay. At least for him it is. They don't always have to see eye-to-eye. What's important is that they reach an agreement and manage to move past this, however they choose to do so.
They can do it. He knows they can. So he just hugs her tighter as well, one hand reaching up to stroke her hair. Even if he can't understand, he can hopefully bring her a measure of comfort. To be here when she needs to talk. She would if she needed to, right...?]
'kay... [Not what he'd hoped for, but every little bit, yeah? One step at a time.]
You're welcome. Sorry the air sucks, heh. [He chuckles softly and runs his hands over her back a bit, shaking his head.] I always worry about you, Hiyori. Always.
[Every moment he's awake. In his dreams too, sometimes.]
....you know we can talk about anything, right? Until we're blue in the face, if that's what it takes to help you.
[Even if they go in circles, it'll be a merry-go-round of a conversation until they manage to hit upon a proper conclusion. For now though, he lets her go, even if he allows his hands to slide along her arms so he can take her by the hands.]
Don't force yourself, yeah? It's no good if you're beating yourself up over not feeling a certain way. You're entitled to your feelings, Hiyori. Let yourself feel whatever you need to, as long as you need to. Be mad, be uncomfortable. And know that I'm here to support you every step of the way.
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And that's okay. At least for him it is. They don't always have to see eye-to-eye. What's important is that they reach an agreement and manage to move past this, however they choose to do so.
They can do it. He knows they can. So he just hugs her tighter as well, one hand reaching up to stroke her hair. Even if he can't understand, he can hopefully bring her a measure of comfort. To be here when she needs to talk. She would if she needed to, right...?]
'kay... [Not what he'd hoped for, but every little bit, yeah? One step at a time.]
You're welcome. Sorry the air sucks, heh. [He chuckles softly and runs his hands over her back a bit, shaking his head.] I always worry about you, Hiyori. Always.
[Every moment he's awake. In his dreams too, sometimes.]
....you know we can talk about anything, right? Until we're blue in the face, if that's what it takes to help you.
[Even if they go in circles, it'll be a merry-go-round of a conversation until they manage to hit upon a proper conclusion. For now though, he lets her go, even if he allows his hands to slide along her arms so he can take her by the hands.]
Don't force yourself, yeah? It's no good if you're beating yourself up over not feeling a certain way. You're entitled to your feelings, Hiyori. Let yourself feel whatever you need to, as long as you need to. Be mad, be uncomfortable. And know that I'm here to support you every step of the way.