Dylan. I don't come out to Excelsior much, I actually live in Little Love.
[ He takes the cards in his hands, and starts shuffling them with the familiar motions of an overhand shuffle as he lets his mind wander about his question. Or even his topic. What does he actually want to know?
He's felt so... rejected in the past month. Which didn't make sense. He spent his birthday surrounded by friends and family. He knows, consciously, that he's loved. But Eddie going off world, even for just a little bit, had triggered some deeply-rooted anxiety about his dad's disappearances at home. That, on top of getting rejected by both Hunter and his dance partner at Loki's masquerade...
It feels so stupid to fixate on those rejections so much, but his brain keeps wandering back to them. Is there something wrong with him that's driving people away?
Of course not, he knows that. And yet...
Maybe he should be asking why he feels this way, why he can't shake the feeling of things he knows aren't true. Maybe he needs to ask how long he needs to wait to make this feeling stop. Or what he needs to do to stop it.
Dylan decides to settle on his general feeling of unease and anxiety, and finishes off the shuffling by cutting the deck and riffling the halves together. THe cards are bigger and thicker than he's used to, so the move's a little clumsy, but he manages to keep the cards in his hands at least. He offers the deck back to Balthier with a small smile. ]
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[ He takes the cards in his hands, and starts shuffling them with the familiar motions of an overhand shuffle as he lets his mind wander about his question. Or even his topic. What does he actually want to know?
He's felt so... rejected in the past month. Which didn't make sense. He spent his birthday surrounded by friends and family. He knows, consciously, that he's loved. But Eddie going off world, even for just a little bit, had triggered some deeply-rooted anxiety about his dad's disappearances at home. That, on top of getting rejected by both Hunter and his dance partner at Loki's masquerade...
It feels so stupid to fixate on those rejections so much, but his brain keeps wandering back to them. Is there something wrong with him that's driving people away?
Of course not, he knows that. And yet...
Maybe he should be asking why he feels this way, why he can't shake the feeling of things he knows aren't true. Maybe he needs to ask how long he needs to wait to make this feeling stop. Or what he needs to do to stop it.
Dylan decides to settle on his general feeling of unease and anxiety, and finishes off the shuffling by cutting the deck and riffling the halves together. THe cards are bigger and thicker than he's used to, so the move's a little clumsy, but he manages to keep the cards in his hands at least. He offers the deck back to Balthier with a small smile. ]
Just thought I'd try something new.