[ percy doesn't touch very often. it's limited, restricted, but here in this moment, he doesn't know anything he himself would want more than a solid connection in amongst the sensation of floating in the myriad of parts that make of oneself. he offers him a quiet squeeze. i don't like myself. ]
It's difficult to allow others in close enough to understand that sort of feeling.
[ a quiet pause ]
But the ones that we do, they're incredibly important to us. The ones that you don't think will understand, sometimes will surprise you as well. [ a beat ] The ones we're most uncertain of discussing these parts of ourselves with.
[ he holds for another moment, sketching briefly with one hand, smudging a little with his finger. his attention is here, but he's. thinking. ] And I believe we all understand at this point what was done was not something you could control, or any of us, but... we will find a way. We're getting closer every day.
[ hope is a new emotion for percy, it's something he doesn't really cling to very often, which is why the sensation feels so very foreign and out of place. ]
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It's difficult to allow others in close enough to understand that sort of feeling.
[ a quiet pause ]
But the ones that we do, they're incredibly important to us. The ones that you don't think will understand, sometimes will surprise you as well. [ a beat ] The ones we're most uncertain of discussing these parts of ourselves with.
[ he holds for another moment, sketching briefly with one hand, smudging a little with his finger. his attention is here, but he's. thinking. ] And I believe we all understand at this point what was done was not something you could control, or any of us, but... we will find a way. We're getting closer every day.
[ hope is a new emotion for percy, it's something he doesn't really cling to very often, which is why the sensation feels so very foreign and out of place. ]