Then I'm here for you, anytime. Whether or not I'm a challenge, I can still be practice, along with a chance to unwind and keep ties to the things that matter to you.
[Then there's a ball there and she reacts without thinking. Junna seems to have noticed, going off the laugh, and Lisa scratches her head, understanding that reaction was heavy but needing a moment herself to figure out why. She'll... come back to that.]
I think the truth is somewhere in the middle. Your Disturbance can't create feelings that aren't somewhere in your heart, right? That's the whole point. In there, there's nothing filtering them or holding them back. It's just... you. Undiluted, 100% you, except with all the happy thoughts locked away somewhere and everything amplified into distortion. At your lowest point, you're going to think and do some things you'd never consider in even a little happier a place. [Lisa's smile turns harsh for just a moment, like she's bitten into a lemon whole (or maybe her lip), seemingly aimed inside.] Remember that. It's gonna be important in a couple minutes.
[Lisa sighs. There's... going to still be a fair bit to work out, and this isn't going to be as simple as a few games of pool and late-night chats. They're going to have to work at it. A Disturbance, she's coming to realize, is not a panic button that marks a turning point. It's an intervention, by force and with everything on the line. They've never failed a rescue yet. She never wants to, and she'll give everything to make sure it never comes to pass. But... there has to be a consequence for failure. That Night Terror isn't there for show and to be a set piece battle like in some RPG. What... would have happened? If they hadn't- no, her mind butts in, forcibly kicking her off the topic before she can spiral and slamming the door to the train of thought behind her. She jerks, realizing where her thoughts were going, shaking her head hard. Gotta cover that up before Junna notices and calls her on it-]
It's worse for me too. I- I haven't let anyone tell me what happened, down there. Nobody else has context. Nobody else understands. I want to know, but I refuse to push you to tell me before you're ready. And that's why I'm telling you this now, even if it hurts you. Even if it hurts me. Yeah, I really need closure, and I have some things to get off my chest, but this is your heart and... I dunno, I guess I'm hoping some of this will help you. If all it does is help me sleep at night because I'm not hiding things from you, great. But if it were just that I wouldn't unload it on you, I have a therapist for that. You don't deserve that.
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[Then there's a ball there and she reacts without thinking. Junna seems to have noticed, going off the laugh, and Lisa scratches her head, understanding that reaction was heavy but needing a moment herself to figure out why. She'll... come back to that.]
I think the truth is somewhere in the middle. Your Disturbance can't create feelings that aren't somewhere in your heart, right? That's the whole point. In there, there's nothing filtering them or holding them back. It's just... you. Undiluted, 100% you, except with all the happy thoughts locked away somewhere and everything amplified into distortion. At your lowest point, you're going to think and do some things you'd never consider in even a little happier a place. [Lisa's smile turns harsh for just a moment, like she's bitten into a lemon whole (or maybe her lip), seemingly aimed inside.] Remember that. It's gonna be important in a couple minutes.
[Lisa sighs. There's... going to still be a fair bit to work out, and this isn't going to be as simple as a few games of pool and late-night chats. They're going to have to work at it. A Disturbance, she's coming to realize, is not a panic button that marks a turning point. It's an intervention, by force and with everything on the line. They've never failed a rescue yet. She never wants to, and she'll give everything to make sure it never comes to pass. But... there has to be a consequence for failure. That Night Terror isn't there for show and to be a set piece battle like in some RPG. What... would have happened? If they hadn't- no, her mind butts in, forcibly kicking her off the topic before she can spiral and slamming the door to the train of thought behind her. She jerks, realizing where her thoughts were going, shaking her head hard. Gotta cover that up before Junna notices and calls her on it-]
It's worse for me too. I- I haven't let anyone tell me what happened, down there. Nobody else has context. Nobody else understands. I want to know, but I refuse to push you to tell me before you're ready. And that's why I'm telling you this now, even if it hurts you. Even if it hurts me. Yeah, I really need closure, and I have some things to get off my chest, but this is your heart and... I dunno, I guess I'm hoping some of this will help you. If all it does is help me sleep at night because I'm not hiding things from you, great. But if it were just that I wouldn't unload it on you, I have a therapist for that. You don't deserve that.