[Sometimes it's just hard to accept help, but it is often even harder to damn near impossible playing the lone wolf as well. Fuck knows Jade tried and failed going her own way more times than she could count.
[But when they're finally there, the reality sinks in that she might have to see the children who were impacted by all of this. Their faces, their voices. The lingering unease turns into a steady scream inside her own head as she glances over at him, waiting to follow his lead. Or not.]
[Fuck. Stop it. But she's trying not to grip the blankets too hard, or stand too rigid; to just mask her unease for fear of easily giving the wrong impression that she is wont to do.]
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[But when they're finally there, the reality sinks in that she might have to see the children who were impacted by all of this. Their faces, their voices. The lingering unease turns into a steady scream inside her own head as she glances over at him, waiting to follow his lead. Or not.]
So, um. D'you think I have to go in with you?
[The obvious answer would probably be yes. Why wouldn't it be? But then what? Will the children be grateful? Relieved? Angry? Rynéus had accepted her so easily simply because she was the first person who came into his village that wasn't immediately puppeted by the Black Stone's will. All she's doing now is just carrying some damn blankets.
[Fuck. Stop it. But she's trying not to grip the blankets too hard, or stand too rigid; to just mask her unease for fear of easily giving the wrong impression that she is wont to do.]