#furiousresolve

She frowned, getting up from the chair she had salvaged and sat on. “What do you mean, I won’t like it?”

                   —"𝘏ush it was funny!" Her tone proves she is also embarrassed by it.

“Damn, who are you and what have you done with Lara?” He chuckles quietly, a small smile showing on his face. “In all reality though, I’m glad you got some sleep.”

“Now now, are we talking about popsicles? Or something that popsicles look like?”

“Hmm? What do you mean, mom....? W-wait...your arm.....?” Hotaru stares at Lara’s arm, it was....real? Where was she? This was Lara, right? “....Lara..?”

@furiousresolve & @skybcrne

      Ari stared at her, an expression of concern across his face. Since she had lost her arm, she had been refusing to say anything about it. The Ishvalan knew that she needed to let it out. Shaking his head, Ari reached over and took her hand with his own scarred hands, holding onto it firmly, yet being careful not to injure her in any way. He hated being forceful towards her, but at this point he had no choice. “Lara. Listen to me, you can’t keep holding everything in. I can tell you from experience that it’s just going to get worse if you let it fester, and eventually it will be too much for you to handle. You don’t have to be afraid to talk to me, please, I love you and I want to help.”