mind_blown | IMEEJI INBOX

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"This is Jason. Leave a message.

Or don't. I don't care."

[ There is a lot. The most overwhelming is a sense of deep sadness and guilt. Had he not been good enough?

There's layers of confused hurt and anger wound up through it, and threads of a deep need for approval that is wrapped pretty unhealthily around love for her. ]

She wanted me to be strong. Strong enough to defeat any enemy. ...Is it still wrong if she succeeded in that? Even the assassins that came for me later were no match for me.

... Yeah.

[he pauses, and reaches over to ruffle his hair, lightly. Already regretting it, but at the same time not letting that regret stop him. he could ignore his misgivings about family for this, and try to be a brother someone would actually want to have.]

Yeah, actually, she is. You were fine, even if you didn't beat every single enemy that came after.

[ Finally glances up at him, resisting the urge to lean into that touch. He's already pushing a lot of boundaries now. Overstepping isn't a mistake he wants to make again. ]

...Thank you.

[his hand lingers for a moment. and then he pulls it back, resting his arms on the edge of the unit.]

Don't thank me for the truth. You can just keep that.

And talk to your team. They clearly want what's best for you.

[he still thinks that the one he called 'Mom' has a point. She was clearly looking out for people who would just hurt him in the end.

But he's trying.]

[ Ughhh slumps even further over his knees, but there is a twitch of a smile under all that sulk ]

I know they do. I was lucky to be placed with them, but it is not exactly an easy subject to raise.

Yeah, I know. But if you can bring it up with me, you can probably talk to at least one of them.

Mm... Later, perhaps.

[ Much later. ]

There has been a lot happening to Wild City, so everyone has been...weary. ... But we did have a teammate return. Perhaps the timing will be better now.