LOREN
Although Deimos didn't actually voice or express anything he was feeling, Loren didn't really need to guess. He imagined the General felt much the same as the healer did these days: hollowed out, broken, having been so full of grief that it had finally overwhelmed him, leaving him unable to see the life and light all around. Yes. At least we have experience with it. There was something almost darkly amused about the Launceleyn's thought.
Then he sighed mentally. Look I don't...obviously I'm hardly an authority on healthy decision making. But... He turned his head so he could regard the other man. Despite what it might feel, not all...not all is lost. There are still those that love and care for you, and that you love and care for in return. So just...be there for them. Tell them how you feel, not matter how reluctant you might be, or how difficult it is to express yourself.
Loren paused, another hot knife of sorrow slicing through his soul. Because you never know when it might be too late. And not all of us have that.
Then he sighed mentally. Look I don't...obviously I'm hardly an authority on healthy decision making. But... He turned his head so he could regard the other man. Despite what it might feel, not all...not all is lost. There are still those that love and care for you, and that you love and care for in return. So just...be there for them. Tell them how you feel, not matter how reluctant you might be, or how difficult it is to express yourself.
Loren paused, another hot knife of sorrow slicing through his soul. Because you never know when it might be too late. And not all of us have that.
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