[ brings her hand down to his, giving it a squeeze. That he's safe is what matters, and should he ever decide to return to seek another memory, she'll have to find a way to better prepare-- and protect-- him from the oppressive, "loud" atmosphere of the memories. Somehow, someway. ]
...If it's worth anything at all... I think you were brave, doing this. [ She pauses as doubt makes her reconsider her words. ] Not that I think you're not brave for wanting to leave because it was awful. [ Rather, she's glad he's putting himself first rather than pushing himself too much. That is far more progress. ]
[ She smiles kindly at him, but embarrassed all the same for fumbling over what she means to convey. Pushing himself is good, but not too much that it hurts him. Her encouraging him may be good in the same way, so long as it doesn't make him feel guilty for not being able to go further. She wants him to know that he has her support and love no matter what. ]
I'm proud of you for putting yourself first, and doing what you want to do.
Yeah... well, I couldn't have done it without you.
[He leans in closer, his expression softening, looking much more like his usual self than he had minutes ago. Like he'd been locked out in the cold and she opened the door for him- he's warming up again, bit by bit, and those memories were left outside.]
You're the best, you know that? Thanks for... helping me work through it. I'd be a huge mess if you weren't here.
[He's still something of a mess, but he knows himself well enough to know how much worse it could be. It's not just because of the memories. She's talking to him, asking about his feelings, helping him parse what happened without guiding too forcefully or telling him what he must think. That's the difference between her crystal and his. She lets him choose, grants him that freedom. Her power is so great but she doesn't use it against him. He can see her expression, how much she cares, she's not faceless or masked. It's what makes her more human than the gods.]
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...If it's worth anything at all... I think you were brave, doing this. [ She pauses as doubt makes her reconsider her words. ] Not that I think you're not brave for wanting to leave because it was awful. [ Rather, she's glad he's putting himself first rather than pushing himself too much. That is far more progress. ]
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[His lips quirk again, a stronger smile this time.]
That should be way more contrary than it actually is.
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I'm proud of you for putting yourself first, and doing what you want to do.
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[He leans in closer, his expression softening, looking much more like his usual self than he had minutes ago. Like he'd been locked out in the cold and she opened the door for him- he's warming up again, bit by bit, and those memories were left outside.]
You're the best, you know that? Thanks for... helping me work through it. I'd be a huge mess if you weren't here.
[He's still something of a mess, but he knows himself well enough to know how much worse it could be. It's not just because of the memories. She's talking to him, asking about his feelings, helping him parse what happened without guiding too forcefully or telling him what he must think. That's the difference between her crystal and his. She lets him choose, grants him that freedom. Her power is so great but she doesn't use it against him. He can see her expression, how much she cares, she's not faceless or masked. It's what makes her more human than the gods.]
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[ ...And she'll take this any day over the turmoil he had endured in the crystal. Whatever else is in there, it can wait. ]