[ Life in his home, would be what it just is for him, even if to others, to Siffrin, it is just cruel. A quiet breath in, and out, settle their nerves from earlier, settle the ones of now. Quiet as they listen to him. Taking his words to heart. To hopefully, memory. Those people were doing things to the best of their ability, but with fear to control it.
(You've been controlled by your own fear from time to time, are you capable of judging?) Still, they do, because in this case it hurts someone they come to care quite a lot about. Someone they only want to see happy. ]
..You always have a way of looking at things differently. [ A lighter, bright point of view. Forgiving and kind, even in the face of what must have been so painful and hurt, he still tries to offer an explanation for it. This isn't said negatively, or even that it's bad, but something they've noticed. ] I think... it's okay to want more. To want differently for yourself.
[ Words they definitely won't follow themselves but Yves deserves better and they'll continue to stand by that. ]
[ it is a way of looking things differently... that has been developed a coping mechanism. a very real way in which he tries to love everyone, and it requires leaving his own anger behind. it's nowhere to be found, even now.
and so is greed.
he smiles faintly at that, touched. ]
... I'm not sure how to feel those things anymore. But... it is meaningful to me that you think I should. It's sweet.
[ Siffrin goes quiet for a moment, peering down, contemplating
before they softly look at him. Yeah, for them, those three digits appearing at the end of their own memory when they awaken again in the meadow is just one of many numbers of how much they've seen. There's some things they feel like they'll forget how it feels, already have, but.. when it comes to someone else - ]
..That's okay. I'm sure a few people here will. [ Feel it for him. Remind him. Help him remember, even. Their chest tightens at being called sweet, but they won't focus too much on that. These silly feelings in their chest they will squish. ]
Ah.. it's. Just how I feel. [ A little quieter, softer. They just want the best for him. ]
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(You've been controlled by your own fear from time to time, are you capable of judging?) Still, they do, because in this case it hurts someone they come to care quite a lot about. Someone they only want to see happy. ]
..You always have a way of looking at things differently. [ A lighter, bright point of view. Forgiving and kind, even in the face of what must have been so painful and hurt, he still tries to offer an explanation for it. This isn't said negatively, or even that it's bad, but something they've noticed. ] I think... it's okay to want more. To want differently for yourself.
[ Words they definitely won't follow themselves but Yves deserves better and they'll continue to stand by that. ]
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and so is greed.
he smiles faintly at that, touched. ]
... I'm not sure how to feel those things anymore. But... it is meaningful to me that you think I should. It's sweet.
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before they softly look at him. Yeah, for them, those three digits appearing at the end of their own memory when they awaken again in the meadow is just one of many numbers of how much they've seen. There's some things they feel like they'll forget how it feels, already have, but.. when it comes to someone else - ]
..That's okay. I'm sure a few people here will. [ Feel it for him. Remind him. Help him remember, even. Their chest tightens at being called sweet, but they won't focus too much on that. These silly feelings in their chest they will squish. ]
Ah.. it's. Just how I feel. [ A little quieter, softer. They just want the best for him. ]