[It's said mirthfully enough, a bit of black humor and open honesty from her that all her friends have come to expect. It says something, that she's calling him out on that...but now's not really the time to think about that. Her mind's reeling already anyway, but she does take his hand, pulling herself to her feet.
And then she hugs him, a full on embrace meant to show solidarity and acceptance. She can feel how much it hurts, how far into the cracks those words must have seeped. It's much the same as her own feelings, a bubbling sea of negativity. And a friend? Here? Where she's already alone and full of doubt? Is like a life-raft, something to keep herself afloat rather than letting herself drown in the sudden wave of despair over having something wearing the face of someone so close say those things...hearing that voice twisted in such a way...]
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[It's said mirthfully enough, a bit of black humor and open honesty from her that all her friends have come to expect. It says something, that she's calling him out on that...but now's not really the time to think about that. Her mind's reeling already anyway, but she does take his hand, pulling herself to her feet.
And then she hugs him, a full on embrace meant to show solidarity and acceptance. She can feel how much it hurts, how far into the cracks those words must have seeped. It's much the same as her own feelings, a bubbling sea of negativity. And a friend? Here? Where she's already alone and full of doubt? Is like a life-raft, something to keep herself afloat rather than letting herself drown in the sudden wave of despair over having something wearing the face of someone so close say those things...hearing that voice twisted in such a way...]
Who...could be fine after that.