[She spent most of her time there not really with it, trying to come down from the mess of the month before. She feels a twinge of guilt, for not catching just how badly it had affected him.
He continues to speak and realisation dawns. Oh. Oh no. She moves her hand, putting it on his arm holding it tightly.]
Oh, honey. No. You're still you. I know it's hard, that you feel you're someone different because we've had to change to survive. But you're still Bonnie's toy. She'll still love you no matter what. It's not like you're planning on doing anything like that to her, right?
[to be fair, he is an expert at repressing. very, very good. that being said, his expression looking downright sick at what she says likely answers it before he does.]
No! No. Never. [he shifts to hold her hand back, but it's a little bit of a weak grip.] I-- I guess I'm just struggling with the different stakes.
I can understand that. Trust me, I really do get it. But this place... Buzz, it ain't home. We have to learn to deal with it or this place will tear us apart. We've gotta be stronger than it. There's folk here who rely on us.
[Oh but she's not done.]
But that doesn't mean you have to keep it all inside, neither. Talking's important. I learned that one the hard way.
[he doesn't say it, but jessie knows him better than anyone else. she can probably tell from the cadence of his tone that he feels guilt for even needing this, even though she's literally telling him not to bottle it all up. buzz just... really feels like he shouldn't bother the others with his own problems. he's the space ranger.]
I get to a point where I just feel like there's nothing to say.
[She knows only too well about his tendency to bottle things up. It worries her on the regular. Perhaps more so because (aside from the thunderbird incident), Jessie tends to keep her emotions close to the surface. She's not so good at the burying thing. It's not healthy.]
Well... that's okay too. You don't always have to say anything. I'll still be there, even if you just wanna... sit a spell. I love you so much. You know I'm always here for anything you need, right?
[his heart can't NOT feel full when she speaks to him like that. as much as he holds his own emotions back from the surface, he's also quite easy to please.]
Does that work? I thought you had to talk about it.
Well. I reckon it's healthier to talk about it, but if you can't manage it right away... I think it's okay. Just so long as it's not hurting you too much.
[he doesn't expect an answer. as much as he loves and cherishes her, he knows she doesn't have all the answers. even if he does value her opinion and experience above nearly all else.]
Of course. Is, um. It's not too... small up here, is it?
[She wishes she had the answers for him. She wishes she could tell him it was all okay and nothing would hurt him like this again. But she can't. It would be too big a lie for her to bear.
She offers him the tiniest smile.]
It's okay. It never feels so bad when you're around.
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[She spent most of her time there not really with it, trying to come down from the mess of the month before. She feels a twinge of guilt, for not catching just how badly it had affected him.
He continues to speak and realisation dawns. Oh. Oh no. She moves her hand, putting it on his arm holding it tightly.]
Oh, honey. No. You're still you. I know it's hard, that you feel you're someone different because we've had to change to survive. But you're still Bonnie's toy. She'll still love you no matter what. It's not like you're planning on doing anything like that to her, right?
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No! No. Never. [he shifts to hold her hand back, but it's a little bit of a weak grip.] I-- I guess I'm just struggling with the different stakes.
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I can understand that. Trust me, I really do get it. But this place... Buzz, it ain't home. We have to learn to deal with it or this place will tear us apart. We've gotta be stronger than it. There's folk here who rely on us.
[Oh but she's not done.]
But that doesn't mean you have to keep it all inside, neither. Talking's important. I learned that one the hard way.
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[he doesn't say it, but jessie knows him better than anyone else. she can probably tell from the cadence of his tone that he feels guilt for even needing this, even though she's literally telling him not to bottle it all up. buzz just... really feels like he shouldn't bother the others with his own problems. he's the space ranger.]
I get to a point where I just feel like there's nothing to say.
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Well... that's okay too. You don't always have to say anything. I'll still be there, even if you just wanna... sit a spell. I love you so much. You know I'm always here for anything you need, right?
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Does that work? I thought you had to talk about it.
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Well. I reckon it's healthier to talk about it, but if you can't manage it right away... I think it's okay. Just so long as it's not hurting you too much.
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[please, wife, guide him through this. he can give all the advice to other people in the world but he's clueless when it comes to himself.]
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Well. Then I hope you can still at least come sit a while with me, even if you don't say anything. If that helps any.
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Of course. Is, um. It's not too... small up here, is it?
oh noooo
She offers him the tiniest smile.]
It's okay. It never feels so bad when you're around.
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I won't want to come up here again, I just didn't want to give myself an out.
[he sighs a little.]
Let's go back downstairs.
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[Yup, she's going to continue to be worried about him. He's such a gentle soul and she hates what this place is doing to him.]
Sure thing. Let's go.