firstworldproblem | IC Inbox (Imeeji)

Explain anyway.

Noah briefly explained tempering today. And it was close enough that I had to drink too. That's the worst thing I can imagine, I think about it all the time, not being able to think for myself. You probably think it's just fine because you can't think otherwise, that's the point. I don't even know what it's making you think or do but I hate it. That's what I most want to protect you from, just because of my experiences and opinions without regard for yours.

[He snorts, bumping his shoulder to Vergil's.]

I fail to see how that's any more or less selfish than my statements. But you are not wrong, a tempered soul is indeed a horrifying thing, under most circumstances. Thankfully it is not the same for Emet and myself, though your concern gratifies me.

[And there it is.]

Uh-huh. Sounds like something someone whose soul and mind are being controlled would say. That's exactly what I mean. You can say it's fine, maybe it really is, somehow, but I can't believe it. Or I refuse to.

I cannot stop you worrying if you are set on it, though this may be better discussed sober.

Still, is that what worries you? That you cannot help in this way, even if you could offer solace in all others?

Yes. Not to mention what they could do to you here that isn't dissimilar. Your corruption. That you could transfer it graduate -- even though the latter would be good for you! Because if I care about you any more than I already do I'll be -

I don't know. I don't know what I'd do about it, it's just like wanting to attack you. Take it out on someone else I guess.

[Exactly that. Not know how to deal with being sad other than to get aggressive.]

You will be...?

I cannot reassure you to my mental state, it has been somewhat tampered with. But I can reassure you it does not seem particularly malicious, or Emet-Selch would have noticed the change in me.

It is not so bad to need someone, though. Even to the point of obsession. But that is the risk. When you love others, when you open up to them, you become vulnerable to their loss and your own grief.

That, I cannot say ever gets easier, or has a magical solution. And you are more accustomed to physically working out your feelings, or not addressing them at all. I am sure that makes it even harder.

I still believe the anxiety worth the company, however.

[Emet-Selch did seem to think it wasn't a big deal. He hopes that's the case! He'd like to bully!]

Is it? Maybe. I don't know. That's the thing isn't it. I don't know anything about caring about someone. Only running away from it.

[How did it get to this when he was just admitting to wanting to stab his feelings out...]

-- A-anyway! That's why!

[This shoulder bump just turns into a lean.]

Caring is not a science. One is bound to mess up, be neglectful, even hurtful. Do keep that in mind. I will fail you at times, with no intention to do so, and you in turn are allowed to not know what you're doing. So long as you don't run away, then things can always be mended.

And if you still wish to stab me at times, perhaps I'll let you, if it would help. As a show of trust or camaraderie to your unique brand of bonding.

...I hate it when you're right.

[He grumbles. But he takes the lean, and slumps so it can be more level. But also to pout.]

I won't hold you to it until you can say that when you're sober, you fool.

[Although that was pretty sobering. His head is starting to pound rather than spin.]

Haha, you must hate everything I say.

[Cuz he's always right!!]

Hm, but that means you want to hold me to it, right? I'm not in the habit of making idle offers, even wasted.

I'll shove you off this balcony, I don't even care if common law is still in effect.

[And yes he kind of does shut up don't be an idiot and let stabbing happen? ??]

Hahaha!

[Well he's laughing at least.]

So, is it because you want to run away or just because you don't know how else to express your feelings?

It's because I've decided I hate you actually and the world should be rid of you.

[It's the feelings one yep]

How about this, we work on getting you to express your feelings without swords first. Then if you still feel like stabbing we can do that.

And what if I want to run away?

Simply? Not allowed.

Fine. I'll try feelings.

Haha, good. They only seem scary. In fact, they're truly more terrifyingly formidable than any other foe you've tackled.

Enjoy the challenge.

You're not going to make me like it just because you decide to say it's a challenge. I'm not that easy.

Edited 2020-06-25 10:55 (UTC)

And I'm not wrong. Confronting feelings one is terrified of and cannot well express is nothing less than a challenging experience. But I do have faith you'll manage.

[He mumbles.]

I know. Somehow I'm still alive so far.

You do seem to be surviving admirably.

No thanks to you.

[He gives Lahabrea a shove.]

[He laughs and stumbles a little, clinging to the railing so he doesn't tip over.]

I haven't even pushed you off any roofs. Or mayhaps that is the issue?

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