Yes. Yes, they - they called me food, then, too - s-said I was damned - nothing, noth- ACH-
[His eyes flash again, and more steam goes up. It doesn't hurt, not really, but it's exhausting, like each burst of flame is chipping away at the fight he has left.
Shuddering, he tries again to calm, to focus on what Reverie is saying.]
Safe.
I'm safe.
Safe.
[An attempt to scold himself into listening. His tone is still off, but - he's trying. He's really trying. He wants nothing more than a hug, but he has to stop burning first. He has to stop.]
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[His eyes flash again, and more steam goes up. It doesn't hurt, not really, but it's exhausting, like each burst of flame is chipping away at the fight he has left.
Shuddering, he tries again to calm, to focus on what Reverie is saying.]
Safe.
I'm safe.
Safe.
[An attempt to scold himself into listening. His tone is still off, but - he's trying. He's really trying. He wants nothing more than a hug, but he has to stop burning first. He has to stop.]