[ Odin's been taking refuge in the space shuttle's confessional pod over the past few days, trying to keep out of everyone's (read: Poe's) way, and that's where he is now-- locked inside the tiny room, sitting on an easy chair, his face periodically projected over national TV. He's startled to get Leia's message, and after some of the conversations he's had with strangers, recently, he's a little guarded. ]
you sound very kind. but. you're not here to make fun of me, right? people have been making fun of me a lot.
[ Odin rereads Leia's message and decides - she seems too kind to be anything but honest. He takes a breath and pushes on. ]
i don't know if i'm alright or not. i'm trying to be? my friends are all supporting me and i don't want to let them down. but this sucks? everything sucks, my dude. i do know that i'm odin, though? which, i guess you know that already and i'm stupid for saying it. but, i'm odin. thank you for checking in on me.
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you sound very kind. but.
you're not here to make fun of me, right? people have been making fun of me a lot.
[ Odin rereads Leia's message and decides - she seems too kind to be anything but honest. He takes a breath and pushes on. ]
i don't know if i'm alright or not. i'm trying to be? my friends are all supporting me and i don't want to let them down.
but this sucks? everything sucks, my dude.
i do know that i'm odin, though? which, i guess you know that already and i'm stupid for saying it. but, i'm odin.
thank you for checking in on me.