[pt] siffrin

[physalia]

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looks away. also cw for mild self harm allusion

[siriuspuns]

…

[ Siffrin glances back at her when she asks the question, wringing their gloved hands under their cloak.

(You try not to think about how you wish that something real could touch you. Even if it does cause you pain. At least the pain reminds you that you’re real.) ]

I’m… I’m okay. Just… been having a hard time sleeping, I guess.

[physalia]

Nightmares? [She looks towards the slight motion, but so much of Siffrin is obscured that it's nearly impossible to determine what's bothered them.]

Or is it this damnable feeling of never being left quite alone?

1/2

[siriuspuns]

I just wish it was a real presence instead of some spirit.

[ The response is blurted out like a frustrated grumble. ]

2/2

[siriuspuns]

[ Until they realize that they just said that out loud.

(Oh stars, now look what you’ve done.)]

Sorry, I uh. I don’t know what I meant by that.

[physalia]

...

[Would they like to know? She debates it quietly for a moment.]

Is it because you would find it more comforting knowing that something was really there? The uncertainty, for me, makes it easier and easier for doubt to creep into the hairline cracks...like a cold draft.

[Best to just be on guard against them, always.]

[siriuspuns]

...Yeah.

[ Of course they knew what they meant, but to have it spelled it out for him is... shameful, in a way. Comforting, in another. They nod, hiding into their cloak. ]

I don't know what to trust.

[ What if he has suddenly lost his mind? Who would be able to prove him otherwise? ]