It's a lot, but it's all so weirdly resonant that it takes longer for York to process it all than he'd normally give himself credit for. He recognizes everything she's saying deep in his bones, in the center of his chest, in the prickling at the back of his neck where his last friend used to live.]
Hey, don't apologize. I actually know what you mean, on all of those counts. Minus the monsters, I guess. Maybe. The monsters I'm used to fighting looked a lot more human, I guess, and sometimes it was hard to tell if the monsters were the folks on the other side or us.
You don't have to feel bad for reaching out to people. That's what people are made for. To help one another, to connect. It's what makes us human.
I was in an exile of sorts myself, for a while. Just me and a friend of mine. You can talk about it if you want, I know what it's like.
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Date: 2016-05-11 11:30 am (UTC)It's a lot, but it's all so weirdly resonant that it takes longer for York to process it all than he'd normally give himself credit for. He recognizes everything she's saying deep in his bones, in the center of his chest, in the prickling at the back of his neck where his last friend used to live.]
Hey, don't apologize. I actually know what you mean, on all of those counts. Minus the monsters, I guess. Maybe. The monsters I'm used to fighting looked a lot more human, I guess, and sometimes it was hard to tell if the monsters were the folks on the other side or us.
You don't have to feel bad for reaching out to people. That's what people are made for. To help one another, to connect. It's what makes us human.
I was in an exile of sorts myself, for a while. Just me and a friend of mine. You can talk about it if you want, I know what it's like.