[ The admission is heartening; it would've been worse if Sinistra insisted that it didn't hurt. There's sweetness in vulnerability— Momo is more than happy to stay close until Sinistra can find his footing again.
A light squeeze, and Momo pitches his voice low. ]
It's gonna be okay. Breathe.
[ He demonstrates. Inhale, exhale. ]
...You said Dextera wasn't 'well', right? Sometimes, when people are hurting... they say stuff to hurt other people too, because they don't know what else to do. It's not something they would do otherwise. It's like being sick. [ Another rub between Sinistra's shoulderblades. ] —And sometimes it's easier to lash out at people you love, because you know they'll forgive you. So don't worry, Sinistra.
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A light squeeze, and Momo pitches his voice low. ]
It's gonna be okay. Breathe.
[ He demonstrates. Inhale, exhale. ]
...You said Dextera wasn't 'well', right? Sometimes, when people are hurting... they say stuff to hurt other people too, because they don't know what else to do. It's not something they would do otherwise. It's like being sick. [ Another rub between Sinistra's shoulderblades. ] —And sometimes it's easier to lash out at people you love, because you know they'll forgive you. So don't worry, Sinistra.