Nah, you're not sick. A long time ago, someone had a really, really stupid idea, and now you're the one paying for it.
[ The "made" part of "I was made to look this way", she supposes. It feels intrusive to be learning the finer details this way, instead of from Gray herself, but it's not as if she can help it. Her hand eventually finds its way to Gray's shoulder, offering a light squeeze that hopefully doesn't add to her discomfort, and that would probably lead to a hug if Mordred knew what those were, but instead is just kind of. There. ]
Just... listen for a minute. [ She thinks: what would she have wanted to hear at Gray's age? (Not that she would have listened in the first place, but hypothetically.) ] What's happening to you... it'll probably keep on hurting for a little longer. Hell, maybe a lot longer. [ Comfort, thy name is Mordred. ] But even if it takes a long-ass time, things are gonna get better for both of us.
[ The both of us slips out unprompted, and apparently unnoticed as she continues. ]
Know why? 'Cause you'll have people around to help. Friends, comrades, pains in the ass, whatever you wanna call 'em... I can't help you, but they can. You've just gotta be brave, and hold out for a while. Can you do that?
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[ The "made" part of "I was made to look this way", she supposes. It feels intrusive to be learning the finer details this way, instead of from Gray herself, but it's not as if she can help it. Her hand eventually finds its way to Gray's shoulder, offering a light squeeze that hopefully doesn't add to her discomfort, and that would probably lead to a hug if Mordred knew what those were, but instead is just kind of. There. ]
Just... listen for a minute. [ She thinks: what would she have wanted to hear at Gray's age? (Not that she would have listened in the first place, but hypothetically.) ] What's happening to you... it'll probably keep on hurting for a little longer. Hell, maybe a lot longer. [ Comfort, thy name is Mordred. ] But even if it takes a long-ass time, things are gonna get better for both of us.
[ The both of us slips out unprompted, and apparently unnoticed as she continues. ]
Know why? 'Cause you'll have people around to help. Friends, comrades, pains in the ass, whatever you wanna call 'em... I can't help you, but they can. You've just gotta be brave, and hold out for a while. Can you do that?