I am home safe, yes, but I do not know if I am okay. I feel worn and when I rest, it is not peaceful. Time feels as if it is both stuck in place and leaping forward.
It is much the same for me. I am home but quite weary, and moving around is difficult, as the corruption has locked some of my joints. Do not worry for me. You have enough on your mind. I will be all right.
I am glad you have made it home, but I am also sorry that you are still suffering as well.
My thoughts have been overwhelming since coming home. Consuming. To remember that there are others who understand helps. You are my friend, friend Dedue, and it is my understanding that friends worry for each other in times of stress. Please accept my worry as I accept yours.
I am the same. It is difficult to work more on my garden here. I have areas here to be cleared still, and I have not had the mind nor the drive to do them.
I have my Eli, but he is restless when staying in one place for too long. It has been… hard to leave my home and go with him. I would not mind the company, if it would not burden you.
[He still spends a good five or ten minutes half-dormant, sitting on the edge of his bed and staring at the wall, willing himself to move. Eventually, he gets up, and slowly makes himself presentable. His body feels like lead, stiff and heavy, so each task is arduous. Finally, though, he leaves the Valentia, breathing fresh air for the first time since the escape. He limps to the tram, which takes him to the city's edge, and walks from there.
It helps, being in the forest, seeing the sun shining and smelling the dying leaves. He starts to feel a bit lighter, his movement a bit easier, even before he reaches Cassius' house.
And the house has flowers surrounding it, too, though they are starting to show the effects of the cooling weather. He looks around for Cassius to see if he's outside, and if not, he will knock on the door.]
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Are you okay? Have you returned home safely?
Sincerely,
Dedue
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I am home safe, yes, but I do not know if I am okay. I feel worn and when I rest, it is not peaceful. Time feels as if it is both stuck in place and leaping forward.
Are you well? Home? I have worried.
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It is much the same for me. I am home but quite weary, and moving around is difficult, as the corruption has locked some of my joints.
Do not worry for me. You have enough on your mind. I will be all right.
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My thoughts have been overwhelming since coming home. Consuming. To remember that there are others who understand helps. You are my friend, friend Dedue, and it is my understanding that friends worry for each other in times of stress. Please accept my worry as I accept yours.
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I mostly feel... Numb and tired. I have no desire to do anything, though I know I should.
Do you have an imprinted friend nearby you can call on? I hear it helps. Or I could try to come visit you.
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I have my Eli, but he is restless when staying in one place for too long. It has been… hard to leave my home and go with him. I would not mind the company, if it would not burden you.
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[That takes out some of the effort, and also means it won't take a million years with his current stiff limp.]
If we can muster the energy, I can help you with your garden. If we cannot, we can simply sit together.
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[Somewhere warm, with a view of what flowers he's begun to grow. He thinks he can manage this. Maybe he can even make a bench.]
Please be safe.
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[He still spends a good five or ten minutes half-dormant, sitting on the edge of his bed and staring at the wall, willing himself to move. Eventually, he gets up, and slowly makes himself presentable. His body feels like lead, stiff and heavy, so each task is arduous. Finally, though, he leaves the Valentia, breathing fresh air for the first time since the escape. He limps to the tram, which takes him to the city's edge, and walks from there.
It helps, being in the forest, seeing the sun shining and smelling the dying leaves. He starts to feel a bit lighter, his movement a bit easier, even before he reaches Cassius' house.
And the house has flowers surrounding it, too, though they are starting to show the effects of the cooling weather. He looks around for Cassius to see if he's outside, and if not, he will knock on the door.]