[He lets her speak, and honestly, he's so glad she did speak to someone about it. It's important, that they don't keep all of this buried. That they get themselves hurt all over again. They need to listen to each other, and be there for each other...they need to be a family. ]
Not ever. You saved my life, Luisa. I could never resent you for that. And you did everything you could be saving me. I never would have wanted you to risk your life going into that mess...which definitely would have happened.
[Strong as she is, she's not stronger than a sword and losing her would have been unbearable. He doesn't want to go through something like that for as long as he lives. Still, he lets her speak, he lets her get it out. She's spent so much of her life suffering in silence. Being the strong, dependable one who never showed a single damn crack.
As much as it hurts to hear her so upset, it's equally so good to hear her let it out. To know she feels safe enough around him to let it out. ]
It wasn't selfish. You're... you're allowed to feel your feelings, Luisa. It wasn't stupid at all. We've had a rough...forever and things are only just getting better again. It's okay to worry about things...not being okay. I worry about things like that, too.
[With his sisters, who have had so much time and distance between them that it feels like he's trying to reach over a chasm to get back to them. And with his nieces and nephews, most of whom he's at best a distant memory or at worst a spectre to them. It's...hard.
He shifts his arm to try and give her an awkward one-armed hug. Best as he can with their size difference, anyway. ]
I'm so proud of you, Luisa. For talking about this. And...thank you. For telling me. I'm sorry you've been having it so rough. I'll... I'm gonna try to do better to help you in the future, okay? So you don't have to feel this bad for so long again.
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Not ever. You saved my life, Luisa. I could never resent you for that. And you did everything you could be saving me. I never would have wanted you to risk your life going into that mess...which definitely would have happened.
[Strong as she is, she's not stronger than a sword and losing her would have been unbearable. He doesn't want to go through something like that for as long as he lives. Still, he lets her speak, he lets her get it out. She's spent so much of her life suffering in silence. Being the strong, dependable one who never showed a single damn crack.
As much as it hurts to hear her so upset, it's equally so good to hear her let it out. To know she feels safe enough around him to let it out. ]
It wasn't selfish. You're... you're allowed to feel your feelings, Luisa. It wasn't stupid at all. We've had a rough...forever and things are only just getting better again. It's okay to worry about things...not being okay. I worry about things like that, too.
[With his sisters, who have had so much time and distance between them that it feels like he's trying to reach over a chasm to get back to them. And with his nieces and nephews, most of whom he's at best a distant memory or at worst a spectre to them. It's...hard.
He shifts his arm to try and give her an awkward one-armed hug. Best as he can with their size difference, anyway. ]
I'm so proud of you, Luisa. For talking about this. And...thank you. For telling me. I'm sorry you've been having it so rough. I'll... I'm gonna try to do better to help you in the future, okay? So you don't have to feel this bad for so long again.