[His voice and volume are lower; drained, more in an emotional way than out of physical exhaustion, even with the late hour. The idea that Naminé might share in that lack somehow doesn't bring him any real comfort, either.]
... yeah.
[He runs a hand through his hair, gaze moving to the floor as his shoulders draw up almost automatically, his typical response to dealing with his problems manifesting in some way even when he fully intends to express his emotions.]
I guess... even thinking I might learn them is a step forward.
[Ferran spent so long thinking he should have stayed in that house with them as it came down. But now, he knows survivor's guilt is a thing, and that it's never really warranted—even if he's had opinions about that in the recent past. That doesn't make the feeling go away, though.]
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... yeah.
[He runs a hand through his hair, gaze moving to the floor as his shoulders draw up almost automatically, his typical response to dealing with his problems manifesting in some way even when he fully intends to express his emotions.]
I guess... even thinking I might learn them is a step forward.
[Ferran spent so long thinking he should have stayed in that house with them as it came down. But now, he knows survivor's guilt is a thing, and that it's never really warranted—even if he's had opinions about that in the recent past. That doesn't make the feeling go away, though.]