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A life spent alone was hard, Korrin agreed, but he had yet to find anything wonderful about it other than the freedom to do whatever he wished. Even that wasn't very glorious, some days. It was difficult to think about working so very hard to find someone that might end up meaning a great deal more to him than he imagined, only to have them reject him outright.
When Olivia took his hand Korrin felt something inside him relax, if only a little, something in his expression softening with gratitude even through some of the struggle as his fingers curled around hers. It would be okay. Even if it took a long time, eventually he would be okay. He was trying his best to remember that.
"Thank you," he said softly, even though he words felt empty, like they could never be enough. He gave her hand a squeeze, fighting back a swell of emotion that threatened at the back of his throat. "I don't know what I'll do, but . . . maybe we could try to find them."
It was a start. Asking Minamet what she knew would be somewhere to begin in figuring out his new life, even if it was hard. He couldn't run from the things that scared him forever.
"We -" he gave his head a little shake, tried to smile for her even though it felt a bit sad, and gave her hand a tug. "We came here to explore. Let's take a look around. I think I could use the walk." Focusing on his body and what it was doing was easier than all the troubles in his head.
When Olivia took his hand Korrin felt something inside him relax, if only a little, something in his expression softening with gratitude even through some of the struggle as his fingers curled around hers. It would be okay. Even if it took a long time, eventually he would be okay. He was trying his best to remember that.
"Thank you," he said softly, even though he words felt empty, like they could never be enough. He gave her hand a squeeze, fighting back a swell of emotion that threatened at the back of his throat. "I don't know what I'll do, but . . . maybe we could try to find them."
It was a start. Asking Minamet what she knew would be somewhere to begin in figuring out his new life, even if it was hard. He couldn't run from the things that scared him forever.
"We -" he gave his head a little shake, tried to smile for her even though it felt a bit sad, and gave her hand a tug. "We came here to explore. Let's take a look around. I think I could use the walk." Focusing on his body and what it was doing was easier than all the troubles in his head.