But we have ourselves to blame for not stopping it somehow... I... [Silver frowns] I don't care what happens to me... I don't matter. But I don't want our mistakes to result in everyone else being killed...
I am not here to shame you. When I was near your age I had... similar fits. Panic, screaming, exhaustion. Overwhelming guilt. If you will allow it, I may be able to help?
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Date: 2019-07-14 02:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-14 02:36 am (UTC)[He's not mocking him- just asking him to think his feelings through]
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Date: 2019-07-14 02:42 am (UTC)....
[Silver looks at his hand, then lets it drop to one side]
.... No. I'm not. I wish I was.
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Date: 2019-07-14 02:45 am (UTC)[He sighs... then lightly strokes Silver's head spines. A little awkward, but the feeling is earnest]
There is something else I would like to talk with you about.
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Date: 2019-07-14 03:02 am (UTC)....? What is it?
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Date: 2019-07-14 03:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-14 03:06 am (UTC)... No. I... don't think I've ever felt that way, before. Not that I remember.
[but for some reason it felt familiar]
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Date: 2019-07-14 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-14 03:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-14 03:15 am (UTC)[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a vial]
If you feel panic in your chest, place a drop of this on your tongue. It will not kill the grief, but it may dull the physical reactions some.
[It's a potion made from the scp weed- but all the high effects are gone. Now it's just a sedative]
No more than that.
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Date: 2019-07-14 03:19 am (UTC)Just a drop if I feel panicked... Ok...
[he bends down and slips it inside his boot]
Thank you, Ingway.
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Date: 2019-07-14 03:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-14 03:25 am (UTC)That's ok. We all have our strengths.