he pauses, and seems to have sorted through his own feelings, because he smiles and the emotion thrumming beneath it is genuine. it's sunny. lingering on thoughts of helplessness is—it's never good. ]
...You've no need to feel sorry! There will come a time where we have the capacity to do more for each other, I'm sure. [ sometimes you want to be able to stop the rain, but there's not much to do but weather through a storm until something changes. he grips his tiny sloping dying victorian child shoulders for a moment in a reassuring gesture. ] Until then, let's get you up off the ground and recovered, shall we?
[STOP MAYBE HE WILL BE FINE THE WHOLE TRIAL..........
Sidon sure has a lot of feelings in his big fish body though, huh. There's a flicker of an emotion in Dahut like something on the edge of saying or asking something, but he lets it go after a second and just offers a quirking little smile.]
Ehe, that's probably true! I hope that we can both be of help to each other when that time comes. [Thank you for the Victorian shoulder grip, he will gently patpat Sidon's arm in return.]
But I think that's a good idea. Monsieur Scien is the one who's on the floor, usually; I can't take his spot.
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he pauses, and seems to have sorted through his own feelings, because he smiles and the emotion thrumming beneath it is genuine. it's sunny. lingering on thoughts of helplessness is—it's never good. ]
...You've no need to feel sorry! There will come a time where we have the capacity to do more for each other, I'm sure. [ sometimes you want to be able to stop the rain, but there's not much to do but weather through a storm until something changes. he grips his tiny sloping dying victorian child shoulders for a moment in a reassuring gesture. ] Until then, let's get you up off the ground and recovered, shall we?
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Sidon sure has a lot of feelings in his big fish body though, huh. There's a flicker of an emotion in Dahut like something on the edge of saying or asking something, but he lets it go after a second and just offers a quirking little smile.]
Ehe, that's probably true! I hope that we can both be of help to each other when that time comes. [Thank you for the Victorian shoulder grip, he will gently patpat Sidon's arm in return.]
But I think that's a good idea. Monsieur Scien is the one who's on the floor, usually; I can't take his spot.