[Namazuo smiles, gently, but it doesn't penetrate the serious look in his eyes. And yet--]
You don't have to explain to me.
[He gets it. It's terrible and definitely not something he should be enabling, but... he gets it. His own problems are emotional in nature, but he knows what it's like to hide something serious, to keep your loved ones from worrying. He shouldn't let this go, but he understands too well.
A part of him knows what denial is like, too. To so desperately crave normalcy, to hate your reactions--whatever they may be--so much, you don't even want to face them yourself. He gets that too.
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[Namazuo smiles, gently, but it doesn't penetrate the serious look in his eyes. And yet--]
You don't have to explain to me.
[He gets it. It's terrible and definitely not something he should be enabling, but... he gets it. His own problems are emotional in nature, but he knows what it's like to hide something serious, to keep your loved ones from worrying. He shouldn't let this go, but he understands too well.
A part of him knows what denial is like, too. To so desperately crave normalcy, to hate your reactions--whatever they may be--so much, you don't even want to face them yourself. He gets that too.
Stepping forward, he holds out his hands.]
Would you like me to take care of that?