[ She is. She is always afraid. She did not realize that was the reality of her life until she came to the Station, until she was removed from the familiar torments of her vulgar world. She had become numb to the smell of rotting flesh, the sound of screams, the trails of blood. Had carefully inoculated her emotions against the terrors of the Godking's palace, but when it came to everything else... She was afraid. Always afraid, always wrapped in ice try to keep the fever of her terror down, to keep her mind slow and calm and unable to react with that paralyzing anxiety. ]
(It is easy, to be brave for others.)
[ A stroke of self-awareness. For all the sordid things Dreus had introduced into her world, he had also taught her how to comfort. She had learned to weather his violent moods, his paranoia, his anguish. To take it all in like a plant soaking up sunlight and bolster herself with it. To make herself strong and steady in order to accept the weak into her arms.
She has always looked down upon the weak, but love does strange things to the mind. She is not so self-aware of that emotion. She does not know its name nor its sensation, only knows the desire to see things grow, to better themselves so that there is less fear in the world. Something maternal in the girl who had been sewn up to keep her from ever seeing motherhood. ]
(Be brave for me.)
[ Not the first nor the last she will tempt with specialness. She does not realize it is manipulative, to imply her love and her favor. It had worked on Dreus, it works with Ren, why wouldn't it work else. ]
cw: fgm
( It is easy, to be brave for others. )
[ A stroke of self-awareness. For all the sordid things Dreus had introduced into her world, he had also taught her how to comfort. She had learned to weather his violent moods, his paranoia, his anguish. To take it all in like a plant soaking up sunlight and bolster herself with it. To make herself strong and steady in order to accept the weak into her arms.
She has always looked down upon the weak, but love does strange things to the mind. She is not so self-aware of that emotion. She does not know its name nor its sensation, only knows the desire to see things grow, to better themselves so that there is less fear in the world. Something maternal in the girl who had been sewn up to keep her from ever seeing motherhood. ]
( Be brave for me. )
[ Not the first nor the last she will tempt with specialness. She does not realize it is manipulative, to imply her love and her favor. It had worked on Dreus, it works with Ren, why wouldn't it work else. ]