[...Well, that's certainly a look. Lalli leaves his cake right where it is as he blinks over at Emil and, you know, thinks back to... that time. It wasn't fun for either of them, but after all of the wild and wacky bullshit he went through, did he ever stop to consider how Emil felt about everything after the fact...
Answer: no, because that's tough.]
Mmn... no? It's not— [Hmm, how to put this? How did it feel during morning lessons?? He lifts his eyes as he thinks.] It's quieter here? Different. But it still feels... bad.
[Wrong! Anyone digging around your brain feels terrible, but instead of going into detail—hmm. He hesitates for a moment before glancing down at his untouched piece of cake and... holding it out for Emil. Here, friend. Eat a snack.]
I'll help you.
[He has to reiterate this fact because hes the BEST teacher, you see. No worries.]
no subject
Answer: no, because that's tough.]
Mmn... no? It's not— [Hmm, how to put this? How did it feel during morning lessons?? He lifts his eyes as he thinks.] It's quieter here? Different. But it still feels... bad.
[Wrong! Anyone digging around your brain feels terrible, but instead of going into detail—hmm. He hesitates for a moment before glancing down at his untouched piece of cake and... holding it out for Emil. Here, friend. Eat a snack.]
I'll help you.
[He has to reiterate this fact because hes the BEST teacher, you see. No worries.]