[ She hopes the touch grounds Vira in a way. It sounds like she's from a world that's in the sky from what little has been gleaned, but Med would prefer if Vira were here in front of her in all ways, at least for this time. ]
It wouldn't surprise me if there were many other floors to this place, but if you were teleported, it sounds like something else entirely.
[ she settles, looking as though she might apologize politely, if maybe not sincerely. but eventually, she answers. ]
I'm just wearied, I'm afraid. [ it could sound like a dismissal, but she doesn't mean it as such. ] Like a rag that only holds so much water, I can only have so much wrung out of me in a day.
[ it's been draining more than physically, and it leaves her without much left to cry or get angry about, no matter how horrifying what they've been through might have been. ]
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It wouldn't surprise me if there were many other floors to this place, but if you were teleported, it sounds like something else entirely.
What's making you try to be so faraway, Vira?
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I'm just wearied, I'm afraid. [ it could sound like a dismissal, but she doesn't mean it as such. ] Like a rag that only holds so much water, I can only have so much wrung out of me in a day.
[ it's been draining more than physically, and it leaves her without much left to cry or get angry about, no matter how horrifying what they've been through might have been. ]
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Should we try to find a way to put back a little of what was wrung out?