[With that, Hilda deflates. He's not here to pick a fight, and she knows it. He's looking out for her--not a single mention of 'Holst would want me to' to boot.
She sighs softly.]
I know, I know. And... thanks. Really. I'm okay. Like I said, getting the warning ahead of time and knowing it was just a "play" made this a lot less traumatizing.
[After the last time she died, that much is a huge mercy and has made the difference between accepting the situation as it was and another round of trauma.]
Just... don't hold that against Dohalim, okay? His hands were tied just like mine where.
[Holst definitely would want him to— but she's right. Holst isn't the reason he's here today, just like he didn't come here to argue. He's here because of her, even if he struggles to articular or understand exactly why.
That part is a work in progress, but he can still be here.]
... right.
[He exhales slowly; his shoulders sink as he lets go of some of his ire. It was a rough deal for everyone involved, wasn't it?]
I just got...
[Jealous? No way, he's not saying that.]
Guess I'm kind of overprotective sometimes. That's my job.
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She sighs softly.]
I know, I know. And... thanks. Really. I'm okay. Like I said, getting the warning ahead of time and knowing it was just a "play" made this a lot less traumatizing.
[After the last time she died, that much is a huge mercy and has made the difference between accepting the situation as it was and another round of trauma.]
Just... don't hold that against Dohalim, okay? His hands were tied just like mine where.
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That part is a work in progress, but he can still be here.]
... right.
[He exhales slowly; his shoulders sink as he lets go of some of his ire. It was a rough deal for everyone involved, wasn't it?]
I just got...
[Jealous? No way, he's not saying that.]
Guess I'm kind of overprotective sometimes. That's my job.