[ Oh, what was that? His arm isn't asleep after all? In that case, Pyrrha resumes leaning into him, all but sagging brokenly beside.
To that, though - she's really not sure what to say. No, they're not in Beacon anymore; although she's not yet aware of it, Beacon is gone. And, with it, the happiest year of her life. And Pyrrha herself... She doesn't even know where to begin. She's worried that if she stops holding herself together for even a moment, she'll never be able to pick up the pieces.
... Her eyes open a little wider when she realises. So many of their problems had come from being unwilling - afraid, really - to communicate. The only way he'll ever understand her concerns is if she voices them. ]
What if I do stop acting, and I can't find my way back?
[ It's easier when people look to her to take care of them. It forces her to grow up, look beyond her own trials and exist in the world. The act, as he calls it, may silence her but it also gives her a measure of strength. ]
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To that, though - she's really not sure what to say. No, they're not in Beacon anymore; although she's not yet aware of it, Beacon is gone. And, with it, the happiest year of her life. And Pyrrha herself... She doesn't even know where to begin. She's worried that if she stops holding herself together for even a moment, she'll never be able to pick up the pieces.
... Her eyes open a little wider when she realises. So many of their problems had come from being unwilling - afraid, really - to communicate. The only way he'll ever understand her concerns is if she voices them. ]
What if I do stop acting, and I can't find my way back?
[ It's easier when people look to her to take care of them. It forces her to grow up, look beyond her own trials and exist in the world. The act, as he calls it, may silence her but it also gives her a measure of strength. ]