[ As Lottie pulls her face up, he can sense that he's broken a day withstanding dam. Lottie's, um, upsetness floods out all at once, and Dark being Dark, begins scooting closer and closer to the cash register without looking away from Lottie, nodding and putting on his best Good Listener face for her.
Truthfully, even 2,000 and however many of them later, he still feels uncomfortable and stressed when women cry. It's like a permanent itch that nags at him, and he struggles to relax until it's finished. Had that feeling always been there, or had it been new? Dark can't distinguish his feelings now from what he'd felt before the resurrection, but he knows for certain that he doesn't want Lottie to keep crying.
He pulls the tissue box off the desk, making his way to Lottie and lowering down to her level where she's laid herself and her things. Dark hooks some tissues between his fingers with one hand, pulling them out and reaching to coax her into placing the side of her face in his other. ]
Shh, shh. It's okay.
[ In his defense, he's got the soothing tone of voice down. Dark is like an alien that's learned how to mimic human behavior though, as it'd be a lie to say that he understands what Lottie is feeling as he comforts her. That bit is hard to read. Practice over many catty disputes between his harem members and roleplaying as a father to Arshes Nei has seemingly caused him to master what helps calm others down. ]
Let me see you.
[ Dark is careful, first wiping Lottie's tears with the tissues and then letting her blow her nose. ]
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Truthfully, even 2,000 and however many of them later, he still feels uncomfortable and stressed when women cry. It's like a permanent itch that nags at him, and he struggles to relax until it's finished. Had that feeling always been there, or had it been new? Dark can't distinguish his feelings now from what he'd felt before the resurrection, but he knows for certain that he doesn't want Lottie to keep crying.
He pulls the tissue box off the desk, making his way to Lottie and lowering down to her level where she's laid herself and her things. Dark hooks some tissues between his fingers with one hand, pulling them out and reaching to coax her into placing the side of her face in his other. ]
Shh, shh. It's okay.
[ In his defense, he's got the soothing tone of voice down. Dark is like an alien that's learned how to mimic human behavior though, as it'd be a lie to say that he understands what Lottie is feeling as he comforts her. That bit is hard to read. Practice over many catty disputes between his harem members and roleplaying as a father to Arshes Nei has seemingly caused him to master what helps calm others down. ]
Let me see you.
[ Dark is careful, first wiping Lottie's tears with the tissues and then letting her blow her nose. ]