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[shadowglitter]

[ owain's seen a message like this before - his instinct is to worry and write a wall of text, as is his standard way of tackling emotions like these, but there's a nervous flutter in his chest that prevents him from doing that this time. like he's afraid it might make - whatever this is - worse. ]

Okay.
I love you, too.

[ --but he can't just sit on his hands, either. carefully, he adds - ]

Are you staying with anyone, or are you there alone?

[fauxmarth]

Alone at the moment.
It's not so bad. It's quiet, at least.

[shadowglitter]

Are you okay with that? I don't want to intrude if you're trying to get some time away, but you know you only have to ask and I'll be there, right?

[fauxmarth]

[there's a delay in her response.]

I know.
But I've already shown myself to be so unseemly once before... I hate for you to see it again. It's not right.
I don't look right. I don't think I sound right, either.
Does this make sense at all?

[shadowglitter]

There's no "right" or "wrong" way to feel. Or look. Or sound. You're the only person who thinks you're being unseemly by struggling.
You're my family, that's all that matters to me. If you're struggling with something, I want to be there for you. If you just need space, I want to give it to you.
Just tell me what would make you feel better.

[fauxmarth]

I want to make it so I never set foot in there.
It's so hypocritical of me. I know it changes nothing.
I'm sorry. This is all very stupid [DELETES THAT SHIT BEFORE SENDING.]

Will you come see me then?
For a little bit.