I don't doubt a piece of you broke then. A splinter of yourself trapped in time reliving that moment whenever you look at me. It's the same for me, too. If I'm tense, I can feel it. My arms and legs still ache.
[He is too Ancient Egyptian to know the diagnosis of PTSD, but it's what he's describing.]
But you must remember... it was not your fault. You didn't cause it to happen.
( she knows, on some level, that he's not as open to touch. but it hurts, and she's emotional, and maybe she's a little selfish, because she closes the distance to hug him regardless, blinking away tears.
[Ah... yep, this is a hug. She's hugging him. A hug definitely is happening. His eyes are wide open, board stiff and unwieldy in her arms, like a cat caught. Touch remains foreign, the gentle pressure of another person almost painful. But he understands in his head and heart she needs this, so he frees up a hand to rub her upper back in a soothing, circular motion]
I won't lie to you, Mafuyu... These experiences don't make anyone stronger. They weaken us. Bit by bit, they sap our strength even in the most quiet of moments... But they do make us more conscientious.
I promise I won't put myself in that situation again if I can help it.
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[Being honest.]
I don't doubt a piece of you broke then. A splinter of yourself trapped in time reliving that moment whenever you look at me. It's the same for me, too. If I'm tense, I can feel it. My arms and legs still ache.
[He is too Ancient Egyptian to know the diagnosis of PTSD, but it's what he's describing.]
But you must remember... it was not your fault. You didn't cause it to happen.
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( she knows, on some level, that he's not as open to touch. but it hurts, and she's emotional, and maybe she's a little selfish, because she closes the distance to hug him regardless, blinking away tears.
sorry, atem. )
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I won't lie to you, Mafuyu... These experiences don't make anyone stronger. They weaken us. Bit by bit, they sap our strength even in the most quiet of moments... But they do make us more conscientious.
I promise I won't put myself in that situation again if I can help it.