though I burn how could I fall?

I will not be great, but I'm grateful to get through

"—" Opening his mouth as if an answer might be forthcoming, Ever closed it again with a furrowing of his brow. Maybe things had changed more than he'd given them credit for. "Well..' He begins, of course wanting to be as helpful as possible but equally not really knowing where to start. "I'd never been kissed before, and so I was a bit surprised by how I felt at first. It was like...like everything in my mind just quieted down." Ever explains. "My anxiety seemed to disappear overnight as did most of my OCD symptoms."

Looking down into his palm, the skin having not been rubbed raw in quite some time, the aviator smiled looking a touch unsure of himself. He and Isla had never discussed his various mental illnesses and he understood how absurd it likely sounded to hear that after having kissed a woman who'd arrived from outer space and who had taken over Stormbreak that he never mentioned it to anyone (though he had, he had told Mateo)."I'm sure it sounds now that I was hiding it." He admits, his lips tugged down at the corners with guilt. "But I never meant it to be like that. It was just...just such a relief for me to be able to exist in my own head, without...without.." Pressing his eyes closed, the aviator exhales as his teeth click together.

"..without being me all the time."