[ To any outside observer, it might just look like Pidge has a had a bit too much to drink (which is probably true) as her gaze goes a bit distant. She's focused inward, listening to the rambling thoughts that come her way from Angel. It's a bit overwhelming, but Pidge can feel the sincerity that rolls off of her. There's just so much positivity and calm and it... helps. She doesn't know why. She's not sure if it's because they're sharing emotions and thoughts or because the whole story is actually sort of helpful in putting it all in perspective.
It helps that Pidge is feeling more than a little sympathetic once she hears what Angel's life was like before she arrived in the Nest. It reminds her a bit of what happened to Shiro. Except, you know, it was done by Angel's family. She tentatively and carefully opens the link in reply, sending a pulse of sympathy down the their mutual connection.
Communicating like this is still really strange to her. ]
(That all sounds... really bad. I know that's kind of an understatement, but I don't know what else I can say about it. Being drugged and experimented on sounds horrible, but when it's your own family doing it, that just adds a whole new level of misery. No escape or anything. Right? Um. Sorry.)
[ Pidge's thoughts are a complicated jumble, rolling from topic to topic and thought to thought without much of a pause or a break in between. ]
(I - yeah. I guess that makes me feel a little better about this. I'm glad that you - that you're finding a way to be yourself and to have freedom and that you don't have to be experimented on anymore, but... I don't know. My brother and my father are both locked up somewhere and being used as slaves or worse and every minute I spend here I feel like I'm getting farther and farther away from them. Like I have a time limit and that this is - it's just - dragging me back. )
[ Her shoulders slump a little. Underneath all the prickly anger and frustration, there's desperation and sadness and worry. ]
(So even if I can use this, what's the point in getting stronger if I can never actually save them?)
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It helps that Pidge is feeling more than a little sympathetic once she hears what Angel's life was like before she arrived in the Nest. It reminds her a bit of what happened to Shiro. Except, you know, it was done by Angel's family. She tentatively and carefully opens the link in reply, sending a pulse of sympathy down the their mutual connection.
Communicating like this is still really strange to her. ]
( That all sounds... really bad. I know that's kind of an understatement, but I don't know what else I can say about it. Being drugged and experimented on sounds horrible, but when it's your own family doing it, that just adds a whole new level of misery. No escape or anything. Right? Um. Sorry. )
[ Pidge's thoughts are a complicated jumble, rolling from topic to topic and thought to thought without much of a pause or a break in between. ]
( I - yeah. I guess that makes me feel a little better about this. I'm glad that you - that you're finding a way to be yourself and to have freedom and that you don't have to be experimented on anymore, but... I don't know. My brother and my father are both locked up somewhere and being used as slaves or worse and every minute I spend here I feel like I'm getting farther and farther away from them. Like I have a time limit and that this is - it's just - dragging me back. )
[ Her shoulders slump a little. Underneath all the prickly anger and frustration, there's desperation and sadness and worry. ]
( So even if I can use this, what's the point in getting stronger if I can never actually save them? )