Delphine
Delphine surveyed the boy, the new bit of information made his actions make a lot more sense. The woman hummed, stating quietly, "I know what it's like to lose a brother. Lost a lot, myself. But alcohol doesn't fix the problem, not really. All alcohol does is depress you further."
She studied the small knife, which she'd undone from its sheath. "Cutting is just as dangerous as drinking, unless you have a healer nearby. You can drink yourself to death, or you can learn to deal with your emotions through other means. My husband used to give me a nice drug that caused hallucinations, for instance, but now I cut every now and then." She said the words like it was just fact, something one did to relieve their pain for a moment or two. She did miss the drugs, but...
If she was taking hallucinogenics, she might not know what was real and what was not, with Noah. So it was easier for her to stay away from them. Same with alcohol, save for the glass of wine she'd just had.
She studied the small knife, which she'd undone from its sheath. "Cutting is just as dangerous as drinking, unless you have a healer nearby. You can drink yourself to death, or you can learn to deal with your emotions through other means. My husband used to give me a nice drug that caused hallucinations, for instance, but now I cut every now and then." She said the words like it was just fact, something one did to relieve their pain for a moment or two. She did miss the drugs, but...
If she was taking hallucinogenics, she might not know what was real and what was not, with Noah. So it was easier for her to stay away from them. Same with alcohol, save for the glass of wine she'd just had.
How can I begin again?
How can I try to love someone new,
someone who isn’t you?
How can I try to love someone new,
someone who isn’t you?
