Some days, I want to work myself to the bone so I forget he's gone. Other days, I want to stay in bed and shut out everything...not do anything. [She breathes out a sigh.] Those days scare me the most, because it's so unlike me. Overworking myself isn't good either, but...that's how I've done things my whole life anyways, so it feels normal.
[prompto gets it. the wanting to stay in bed and shut everything out. he's been there; it's not healthy, it feels worse, it feels stagnating, and it makes everything that much more miserable. but that's somehow a necessary part of healing.]
...silence can be cathartic. You may work yourself to the bone and still feel like the pain just intensifies. You gotta give yourself time. There's no manual to this sort of thing, but... Being sad is okay, too.
[her free hand, prompto takes in his and gives it a light squeeze.]
Yeah.
[he replies quietly, turning his attention back to koromaru who returned with the ball this time. he throws it again, and the dogs run. he turns back to look at minako, keeping an eye on her.]
[things will be okay, is what he thinks. it just takes time.]
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Then don't do anything. You don't owe it to anyone. You owe yourself in taking things at whatever pace you feel most comfortable.
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...silence can be cathartic. You may work yourself to the bone and still feel like the pain just intensifies. You gotta give yourself time. There's no manual to this sort of thing, but... Being sad is okay, too.
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Then...can we just stand here for a little while? Without talking.
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Yeah.
[he replies quietly, turning his attention back to koromaru who returned with the ball this time. he throws it again, and the dogs run. he turns back to look at minako, keeping an eye on her.]
[things will be okay, is what he thinks. it just takes time.]