It's a good idea. I think at this point anything will help... that was too close.
[ the chill vibes are there, but there's a soft buzzing, quiet anxiety, concern. he'll just wait until he's in reach and just gently grab his arm. just brief reassurance. ]
[ he glances over when percy does - the emotions are maybe even more worried, brows knit, frowning, and he has to push them back down into something calmer. ]
[ a very soft wave of calm, again. he's just sort of letting vax have at them. of course all of this is very fucked up and he's pretty on edge, but it's fading just a bit. ]
Just sit. Rest. You did what you could.
[ quietly: ] When we're let out, we can go see her immediately.
rest, he says. ] Yeah. [ vax runs his hand over his face, then over the top of his head, just holding it there for a second. stress, worry, fear - balled all up together as he takes a big, deep breath, and then exhales.
he can feel it, the anxiety just faintly leaking in the room, stamaped down by its respective owners. so he just passes what calm he can between the two of them before vax speaks and: ]
It'll be something to do. You've enough pillows for it.
[ he knows he can't ward it all away, but he's willing to at least try. ]
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It's a good idea. I think at this point anything will help... that was too close.
[ the chill vibes are there, but there's a soft buzzing, quiet anxiety, concern. he'll just wait until he's in reach and just gently grab his arm. just brief reassurance. ]
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...yeah. [ a pause. ] You alright?
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[ a very soft wave of calm, again. he's just sort of letting vax have at them. of course all of this is very fucked up and he's pretty on edge, but it's fading just a bit. ]
Just sit. Rest. You did what you could.
[ quietly: ] When we're let out, we can go see her immediately.
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rest, he says. ] Yeah. [ vax runs his hand over his face, then over the top of his head, just holding it there for a second. stress, worry, fear - balled all up together as he takes a big, deep breath, and then exhales.
...
what would keyleth do? ]
-- Let's build a fort, or something.
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he can feel it, the anxiety just faintly leaking in the room, stamaped down by its respective owners. so he just passes what calm he can between the two of them before vax speaks and: ]
It'll be something to do. You've enough pillows for it.
[ he knows he can't ward it all away, but he's willing to at least try. ]