[ There's a weight to his tone. Something sad and distant, like he's not quite there but somewhere else. ]
And there's no need for thanks. I - I've carried my own dead with me since I was child and for a long time I was lost to them. I've... gotten better. But there are still nights where I can't sleep or the nightmares come back and days where I think I can hear the whispers start again. I don't know if they'll ever really leave me be. So... I just want you to know that while I don't precisely share your struggle... I've been there, so to speak.
[ He leads her down the street and around a corner. He's moving slowly to avoid tripping her up, his gaze fixed ahead. ]
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[ There's a weight to his tone. Something sad and distant, like he's not quite there but somewhere else. ]
And there's no need for thanks. I - I've carried my own dead with me since I was child and for a long time I was lost to them. I've... gotten better. But there are still nights where I can't sleep or the nightmares come back and days where I think I can hear the whispers start again. I don't know if they'll ever really leave me be. So... I just want you to know that while I don't precisely share your struggle... I've been there, so to speak.
[ He leads her down the street and around a corner. He's moving slowly to avoid tripping her up, his gaze fixed ahead. ]
...is it alright if I ask what happened?