[Something about Venat always manages to throw Aubrey. Not in a bad way. Maybe countless years alive will do that to a person, nigh-endless experience and wisdom and all that—but it never feels like she’s being talked down to.
[It feels like a hand on her shoulder, guiding and patient. It feels, maybe, like being… human.
[It feels like someone missing.
[Someone who surrendered. Someone who will never get to pet a dog or see the light again. Someone who would have told Aubrey she was proud of her, and glad she existed—even if, in the end, it wasn’t enough.
[Tears are falling before she can think to stop them, and Aubrey pulls both hands back to cover her face, shaking.]
Venat....
[Not that her voice can hide anything. She leans into that touch. She can’t help it.]
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cw death talk (uh, moreso than the rest of the thread)
Date: 2024-06-02 10:14 pm (UTC)[Something about Venat always manages to throw Aubrey. Not in a bad way. Maybe countless years alive will do that to a person, nigh-endless experience and wisdom and all that—but it never feels like she’s being talked down to.
[It feels like a hand on her shoulder, guiding and patient. It feels, maybe, like being… human.
[It feels like someone missing.
[Someone who surrendered. Someone who will never get to pet a dog or see the light again. Someone who would have told Aubrey she was proud of her, and glad she existed—even if, in the end, it wasn’t enough.
[Tears are falling before she can think to stop them, and Aubrey pulls both hands back to cover her face, shaking.]
Venat....
[Not that her voice can hide anything. She leans into that touch. She can’t help it.]