[Blow upon blow, so much more effective than Lexa's aggressive accusations.
He is tired.]
There is nothing I require. If you are feeling well enough, you may wish to spend time with your brood.
[She was a stabilizing element among these new hosts. Her relatively minor indiscretions- well intentioned ones at that-paled in comparison to that. It was far easier to teach wisdom than it was to teach kindness.]
[ The memory - to be her only memory now she realises, comes up quick. ]
(Parker did want us when I met him. He said he was leaving, and it scared me so much I begged him not to go.)
[ And now she's worried, Ares didn't like her, she'd scared him out of the same thoughtlessness that had gotten Parker killed, so twisted up with worry at losing the rest of them too. It's bundling up tight in her chest. A worried -- child, like he said. Confessing it all up in the way children do.
Picks more firmly then, a path forward. She'll look after her brood, even if they hate her, she will. She won't deceive them like the vault hunters, but she will be there for them. ]
(I'll go to them. Will... Aoba be okay? He felt strange, for awhile. )
[ Worried for that too, but she hadn't been in a position to help. To busy clawing herself sane as to not hurt anyone. ]
[There is a hesitation- in his words and in his mind, more tentative than usual. This was not his- strength. He had never been deft at addressing the feelings of anyone. Not himself and certainly not others. It wasn't the way of his world. But it was his duty to answer to her, to send her away now would be cruel, even if this conversation of the kinds has already lasted much longer than he would prefer.
So he answers, eventually, to her fears rather than her words.]
It is difficult for some, [For some-] to be open. If their mind is a closed door, you can only respect that. Some would prefer to be known through action and words more than their thoughts.
[Should he tell her how he had been, when he was a young, foolish child? How he still was? They wouldn't-couldn't hate her. He knew that with a bone deep certainty as true as the ache of what he had lost.
The question of Aoba is no less difficult, although for different reasons entirely.]
I'm not certain. He was quite dangerous in that state. If you sense that from him again, please keep your distance.
[He could injure her, or force her to injure him. Either way he didn't believe the boy would be pleased if that were to occur, were he in his right mind.]
[ She returns in kind with a feeling of agreement and acceptance. She'll have to work to remember the first part, she's used to being a ghost in this -- but that's no longer true, her presence amplified to others through this. ]
(I'll see to him when he's awake again. If ... anything else happens, I'll ... call for you. )
[ She finds a safety in his surety, he might just be concepts, but they're solid, she realises. That was... new. She could muddle that out later, whatever it meant. She'd never had that before, even if it was only for the moment. ]
(I need to rest, I think, I'll... start training again after this. ) [ Saying thank you again seems redudant, but it's there, infected in her words. ]
[His power had been his, but he had felt the symbiote at work in it. It should afford the other members of the Nest some protection from him, but he can't be sure they would be as successful in routing him as Prince had. He would prefer they not find out.]
Of course. Be well.
[It is an impossible request, but while rest would not heal her wounds it may give her some strength to continue with them. The loss was real, but the Nest would not have survived this long if it could not continue on regardless.]
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He is tired.]
There is nothing I require. If you are feeling well enough, you may wish to spend time with your brood.
[She was a stabilizing element among these new hosts. Her relatively minor indiscretions- well intentioned ones at that-paled in comparison to that. It was far easier to teach wisdom than it was to teach kindness.]
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( Parker did want us when I met him. He said he was leaving, and it scared me so much I begged him not to go. )
[ And now she's worried, Ares didn't like her, she'd scared him out of the same thoughtlessness that had gotten Parker killed, so twisted up with worry at losing the rest of them too. It's bundling up tight in her chest. A worried -- child, like he said. Confessing it all up in the way children do.
Picks more firmly then, a path forward. She'll look after her brood, even if they hate her, she will. She won't deceive them like the vault hunters, but she will be there for them. ]
( I'll go to them. Will... Aoba be okay? He felt strange, for awhile. )
[ Worried for that too, but she hadn't been in a position to help. To busy clawing herself sane as to not hurt anyone. ]
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So he answers, eventually, to her fears rather than her words.]
It is difficult for some, [For some-] to be open. If their mind is a closed door, you can only respect that. Some would prefer to be known through action and words more than their thoughts.
[Should he tell her how he had been, when he was a young, foolish child? How he still was? They wouldn't-couldn't hate her. He knew that with a bone deep certainty as true as the ache of what he had lost.
The question of Aoba is no less difficult, although for different reasons entirely.]
I'm not certain. He was quite dangerous in that state. If you sense that from him again, please keep your distance.
[He could injure her, or force her to injure him. Either way he didn't believe the boy would be pleased if that were to occur, were he in his right mind.]
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( I'll see to him when he's awake again. If ... anything else happens, I'll ... call for you. )
[ She finds a safety in his surety, he might just be concepts, but they're solid, she realises. That was... new. She could muddle that out later, whatever it meant. She'd never had that before, even if it was only for the moment. ]
( I need to rest, I think, I'll... start training again after this. ) [ Saying thank you again seems redudant, but it's there, infected in her words. ]
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[His power had been his, but he had felt the symbiote at work in it. It should afford the other members of the Nest some protection from him, but he can't be sure they would be as successful in routing him as Prince had. He would prefer they not find out.]
Of course. Be well.
[It is an impossible request, but while rest would not heal her wounds it may give her some strength to continue with them. The loss was real, but the Nest would not have survived this long if it could not continue on regardless.]