I have people I'm fond of. But I also think having a friend is different than what I thought it was. I'm still trying to understand.
[Before he thought someone would just declare you a friend and that was that. You had a special bond. Now, he understands it's more complicated. But not exactly what it is. It's caring and being cared for. Bringing someone water. Letting them hold a precious toy.
He hiccups.]
I know. I know the world is chaotic and beyond our control but emotions are-[He huffs.] So heavy. How do you feel them and and not feel like you're drowning in them?
[ maybe laurence has no room to talk, but he feels... a little bad for kaworu. even knowing about his upbringing and what he was raised for, not knowing what having a friend is like is kind of sad. even iris knew, and probably made penny to fill the gap. ]
That's not enough for you to call someone a friend? Sometimes liking someone and spending time with them is all it is.
[ rubs neck. ]
Sometimes, I do. I think that's why I started crying, in that memory. It was too much, and I got overwhelmed. [ ... ] But it isn't always like that - that heavy. Sometimes it's good to feel.
[ like that wisp of a memory within a memory - a time when the world was brighter, and laurence could laugh with a dear friend. before the reality of the tower started to sink in and fear took a stronger hold in him than joy. ]
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[Before he thought someone would just declare you a friend and that was that. You had a special bond. Now, he understands it's more complicated. But not exactly what it is. It's caring and being cared for. Bringing someone water. Letting them hold a precious toy.
He hiccups.]
I know. I know the world is chaotic and beyond our control but emotions are-[He huffs.] So heavy. How do you feel them and and not feel like you're drowning in them?
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That's not enough for you to call someone a friend? Sometimes liking someone and spending time with them is all it is.
[ rubs neck. ]
Sometimes, I do. I think that's why I started crying, in that memory. It was too much, and I got overwhelmed. [ ... ] But it isn't always like that - that heavy. Sometimes it's good to feel.
[ like that wisp of a memory within a memory - a time when the world was brighter, and laurence could laugh with a dear friend. before the reality of the tower started to sink in and fear took a stronger hold in him than joy. ]