"I want to say it gets easier, but I won't lie to you. Stuff like that...it stays with you. But the older memories are stronger. You've had them longer. These will lose some of the sting of immediacy." The voice of experience there. Though the whole world shifting had helped in his case.

He frowns for a moment, looking down before pushing himself back to his feet. "Come on. Let's get the paint put away. You need something you can actually wear and you really don't need to be alone right now."