(It was a difficult world, but it was one I understood. It was mine, sometimes I long for that feeling, of knowing, of being certain about my place in life and the future of it.)
[ Which is fair, and does not make her sound insane, okay. ]
[ He doesn't...actually think that sounds insane at all, which might say something about him. ]
(Yeah, I can get that. I mean...I wouldn't say I ever really felt like I had much control of my life, but I kinda miss knowing what to expect out of it.)
[ His problems, before superheroing, had been predictable enough. His father would be too drunk to finish cleaning bathrooms at the school. Sam would bail him out, drag him home, and take crap about it from other students the next day. His report card would probably look like shit. Maybe he'd get some more detention.
Now? Who even knows what's going to go wrong. Some things went pretty right, to be fair, but once a clone of your father tries to kill you, being normal starts to look an awful lot better. ]
[ She doesn't have any words that will help with this, but then she has always lived a life where words of consolation were meaningless. Where death was so prevalent and every day they had not time to mourn. She remembers in her youth receiving little more than a pat on the shoulder and a nudge to keep walking. Or a silent moment spent staring at atrocity, unable to look away in good conscience, before being forced to continue on with the day.
She wants to do a little better than that, for him, and they have tools beyond words for it now.
She opens up, inhibited, to give him all the strength she has to give. It is easier, to be strong for others. To reassure them everything will be alright, easier to desire their courage than to convince oneself. Her presence is pleasant, enveloping like warm water with the scent of smoke and flowers. Benevolent, sisterly, she just doesn't want to see this poor little hero wilt. ]
[ He's not sure how to describe it, beyond...nice. Comforting. Sam's not always the best at figuring out how to say something and have it come out right, and so as much as the bond of the nest is something he thinks he ought to be wary of, sometimes he can't help but find it kind of comfortable, how when he's not sure how to say something that's still okay because people will still get the idea.
And it's nice to be on the receiving end of reassurance, when he's spent so much time trying to keep it together for his family. Be the rock for his sister. ]
(Thanks.)
[ For...for whatever that was. He figures she'll get it. ]
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[ Which is fair, and does not make her sound insane, okay. ]
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( Yeah, I can get that. I mean...I wouldn't say I ever really felt like I had much control of my life, but I kinda miss knowing what to expect out of it. )
[ His problems, before superheroing, had been predictable enough. His father would be too drunk to finish cleaning bathrooms at the school. Sam would bail him out, drag him home, and take crap about it from other students the next day. His report card would probably look like shit. Maybe he'd get some more detention.
Now? Who even knows what's going to go wrong. Some things went pretty right, to be fair, but once a clone of your father tries to kill you, being normal starts to look an awful lot better. ]
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[ She's trying to be reassuring, although how long it will take to become numb to all this is another question. ]
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[ He doesn't double-take when he wakes up and remembers he's on a planet he'd never heard of, anymore. That's some kind of progress. ]
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She wants to do a little better than that, for him, and they have tools beyond words for it now.
She opens up, inhibited, to give him all the strength she has to give. It is easier, to be strong for others. To reassure them everything will be alright, easier to desire their courage than to convince oneself. Her presence is pleasant, enveloping like warm water with the scent of smoke and flowers. Benevolent, sisterly, she just doesn't want to see this poor little hero wilt. ]
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And it's nice to be on the receiving end of reassurance, when he's spent so much time trying to keep it together for his family. Be the rock for his sister. ]
( Thanks. )
[ For...for whatever that was. He figures she'll get it. ]
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[ And she is more than happy to provide whenever needed. ]