Zavien
It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk
that keep the darkness at bay.
Stormbreak had been the only thing stopping him from spiraling into despair, otherwise, he might have dug himself deeper into these thoughts sooner, perseverating on Lena's loss. Instead, they'd crept up on him at the most inconvenient of times, and now he was having to process them at Soh's expense.
Words didn't rise in response to Liam's words. It felt like all he could do was nod, taking it all in with quiet acceptance. He owed it to Soh to try making this work, he owed it to Lena not to let her death be the only thing he remembered, and he owed it to himself to be happy. It wouldn't do anyone any good for him to cling to these negative emotions.
The thought loosened his hold a little more, and Zavien sighed at the thought of Soh being anything but supportive. He glanced to where Sol looked out the window, his voice thoughtful. "I was struggling the other day, and she'd been more than understanding. She offered comfort and time and space, but not to the point that it felt like distance. There wasn't any pressure or judgement." His eyes turned to Liam as he smiled, soft and still somewhat disbelieving. "I don't know how I got so lucky."
Zavien paused, taking a deep breath that was lighter than before, flowing easily through the space in his chest. "Thank you," he said, sincerity lacing his tone, "For talking this out with me. I hope it didn't drag up any unwelcome memories." He knew it probably wouldn't be an easy conversation, but he couldn't stand the thought of causing Liam discomfort for his own sake.
Words didn't rise in response to Liam's words. It felt like all he could do was nod, taking it all in with quiet acceptance. He owed it to Soh to try making this work, he owed it to Lena not to let her death be the only thing he remembered, and he owed it to himself to be happy. It wouldn't do anyone any good for him to cling to these negative emotions.
The thought loosened his hold a little more, and Zavien sighed at the thought of Soh being anything but supportive. He glanced to where Sol looked out the window, his voice thoughtful. "I was struggling the other day, and she'd been more than understanding. She offered comfort and time and space, but not to the point that it felt like distance. There wasn't any pressure or judgement." His eyes turned to Liam as he smiled, soft and still somewhat disbelieving. "I don't know how I got so lucky."
Zavien paused, taking a deep breath that was lighter than before, flowing easily through the space in his chest. "Thank you," he said, sincerity lacing his tone, "For talking this out with me. I hope it didn't drag up any unwelcome memories." He knew it probably wouldn't be an easy conversation, but he couldn't stand the thought of causing Liam discomfort for his own sake.
