[ Husk keeps his tail where it is, taking real comfort from the touch. He keeps focusing on his breathing, watching the ship come in and listening to the gentle cadence of Flins' voice.
It's pretty clear that it's not just the boat he's talking about. Husk knows they do need to talk about this...hell, he needs to talk about this. That is why he came here, after all. This is something he'd have dealt with alone originally - which would have ended up with him drunk or gambling. Not a healthy way to deal with things at all.
...Having a partner he can open the vulnerable, hurting parts to is new. He's not sure how to do it, really, but he wants to try. He closes his eyes for a moment, releasing a slow breath. He pats the place next to him, welcoming Flins up if he so wishes. ]
I just- [ he pauses, frowning, trying to find words to explain everything rolling in his chest. ]
I've been so fucking worried about this. About him. What he'd do to all of you if he ever got here, what I'd do to try and stop him from doing that. He was a fucking monster in my past life, one I... I don't even know if I ever got away from. I don't think I did.
[His hand goes to his neck, where the collar was, where it isn't anymore. He's free. And he's supposed to just be able to handle that. Understand what that means. ]
And now I gotta just. Fucking figure out how to process all of that and... what? Make peace with it? Because now he's here and he's not a danger to me or mine. Like, I'm supposed to be able to fuckin' move on from everything he put me through. Just- "there you go! He's here, and he doesn't own your soul anymore, guess you gotta learn to suck it all up!" Like it didn't even fuckin' matter.
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Date: 2025-12-22 09:56 pm (UTC)It's pretty clear that it's not just the boat he's talking about. Husk knows they do need to talk about this...hell, he needs to talk about this. That is why he came here, after all. This is something he'd have dealt with alone originally - which would have ended up with him drunk or gambling. Not a healthy way to deal with things at all.
...Having a partner he can open the vulnerable, hurting parts to is new. He's not sure how to do it, really, but he wants to try. He closes his eyes for a moment, releasing a slow breath. He pats the place next to him, welcoming Flins up if he so wishes. ]
I just- [ he pauses, frowning, trying to find words to explain everything rolling in his chest. ]
I've been so fucking worried about this. About him. What he'd do to all of you if he ever got here, what I'd do to try and stop him from doing that. He was a fucking monster in my past life, one I... I don't even know if I ever got away from. I don't think I did.
[His hand goes to his neck, where the collar was, where it isn't anymore. He's free. And he's supposed to just be able to handle that. Understand what that means. ]
And now I gotta just. Fucking figure out how to process all of that and... what? Make peace with it? Because now he's here and he's not a danger to me or mine. Like, I'm supposed to be able to fuckin' move on from everything he put me through. Just- "there you go! He's here, and he doesn't own your soul anymore, guess you gotta learn to suck it all up!" Like it didn't even fuckin' matter.