[a little hum at that comment. Destroy is a strong word - nothing so harsh as destroy, through Linneus has put himself back together on more occasions than he can count. Especially in the beginning - it was hardest in the beginning]
I don't feel quite as though I am thriving just yet.
[it is... rather more like going through the motions, at the moment, as he had been before the Storm. But at least Olympia gave him space to grow, space to thrive, even if he doesn't feel quite there, after the events of the last month.
It's only been a week, ten days. He has to remind himself often of the need to give himself more time.
Lula is nosing at their hands - the lower one he moves to let he have her attention; the upper one he is not ready to move from Dazai's yet, unless the other man wants to. A breath, settling his shoulders]
You were here for pleasant afternoon...
[and he does rather feel as though he's dragged everything out in front of Dazai, however so obliquely he talks. He hasn't been a good host this afternoon, circling them back to hard topics despite his attempts to steer away from them]
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I don't feel quite as though I am thriving just yet.
[it is... rather more like going through the motions, at the moment, as he had been before the Storm. But at least Olympia gave him space to grow, space to thrive, even if he doesn't feel quite there, after the events of the last month.
It's only been a week, ten days. He has to remind himself often of the need to give himself more time.
Lula is nosing at their hands - the lower one he moves to let he have her attention; the upper one he is not ready to move from Dazai's yet, unless the other man wants to. A breath, settling his shoulders]
You were here for pleasant afternoon...
[and he does rather feel as though he's dragged everything out in front of Dazai, however so obliquely he talks. He hasn't been a good host this afternoon, circling them back to hard topics despite his attempts to steer away from them]