He rises up to his feet, waiting for her to follow suit. District twelve ain't one he tends to go to be in so he can't much lead the way full and proper, but he can make guesses as to what the right way would be.
He shakes his head at her words, all likely shattering perceptions. But what can he really help with that?
"NO," He pitches in to her semi-private back-and-forth. And along that, he notes a name. Effie. Sandy's moirail. "Losing two up at once, especially ones what was your standing stability. IT'S EASY TO COME APART AND UNFUCKINGDO YOUR OWNSELF. When my moirail got gone, I couldn't think none at first aside turning the tower to mincing. THINK IT'S MORE RARE OF HANDLING THAT MOTHERFUCKERS CAN. Besides, what the fuck even is normal here?"
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He shakes his head at her words, all likely shattering perceptions. But what can he really help with that?
"NO," He pitches in to her semi-private back-and-forth. And along that, he notes a name. Effie. Sandy's moirail. "Losing two up at once, especially ones what was your standing stability. IT'S EASY TO COME APART AND UNFUCKINGDO YOUR OWNSELF. When my moirail got gone, I couldn't think none at first aside turning the tower to mincing. THINK IT'S MORE RARE OF HANDLING THAT MOTHERFUCKERS CAN. Besides, what the fuck even is normal here?"