continued, omnes vulnerant; ultima necat, @shokwav.
I'm not you. the dark button of her nose creases up in displeasure, helpless to the defensive shield she bears up.
❝ I don't take things── ❞ she's out of air 'fore she's even started, rocking forward to regain her bearings.
❝ Okay, yes, look I... did come here to talk to you about what happened. ❞
Dressed up sturdily in crossed arms and a tapping shoe. she wasn't expecting miracles here, although maybe they'd need one but, but, but! time and patience, patience and time, was all they needed. he'd come around eventually, wouldn't he? husk did say you couldn't force it, though ... they gotta help themselves, can you handle that? not bein' the solution? she wasn't sure she could, scarcely could she wind her winding mind around the sheer concept. and in vox's case, he... well, this would be a lot harder than she thought; surmised as much from the get go, they were still clearing up the mess, and sometimes it felt like he was barely even trying! who else did he have to help him, though? she couldn't just leave him in the dark. no, no, they'd get there eventually! and, to his credit, he WAS attending the sessions ...
She shuffles closer in simple steps, loosens her shoulders to folded hands and twiddling thumbs in front of her. she didn't want him to feel cornered.
❝ Can I sit? ❞ she didn't have to, not really, she wanted to ask anyways. if he was given a choice, it... might make him feel a bit better? a little easier to talk with her? she was never given any options.
... Oh! and there, right there! saucer wide reds decorated under the easing furrow of her brow catch it! the twirling pen and diary to boot. he was using his diary! maybe this was good? a sign? oh, oh! they could look at it together! maybe he needed someone to talk to privately, would that help? she still wasn't sure group therapy was the way, a gentle approach perhaps ... yes, gentle, but firm, but kind! a friendly ear to listen to! even if he didn't ... really ... have ears. neither did she! visibly, anyways. they could be no ear listening buddies! advice acquaintances!
❝ Or I could stand! Either way, um. What happened to you wasn't appropriate, we don't condone any of that and... he's currently being spoken to. ❞ a pause, and a snap of her fingers.
❝ Like I am with you! But, you know, sometimes... we don't always have to lash back and that doesn't make us any less. Why do you feel like you need to when you know you're not a 'loser'? Doesn't it... feel worse, biting back? You can tell me, I want to understand, Vox. ❞
