You're right, my friend, I do not. But I don't need to know someone, to care for them.
[ And to not feel bad when they berate themselves. Pure Vanilla hears his own worries echoed back at him - I could have stopped her if I had tried harder, if I had understood her, if I had simply put my foot down, if I had told her to stop digging into what was best left alone - and sighs softly. ]
No. It is not your fault.
[ Moving closer, Pure Vanilla finds a spot to sit and perch, his staff on his knees, the eye closed. It's the closest he can give Livio to privacy while here. ]
I know it is easy to blame yourself. It is a trap grief sets for us, and we all fall in to. That doubt will gnaw at. But the fault is no more yours, than it is Wolfwoods, than it is mine, or Elswords, or anyone elses that lives in this Grove. The sole blame lays on the creature that terrorizes us. You are a victim, my friend, not the perpetrator of this.
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[ And to not feel bad when they berate themselves. Pure Vanilla hears his own worries echoed back at him - I could have stopped her if I had tried harder, if I had understood her, if I had simply put my foot down, if I had told her to stop digging into what was best left alone - and sighs softly. ]
No. It is not your fault.
[ Moving closer, Pure Vanilla finds a spot to sit and perch, his staff on his knees, the eye closed. It's the closest he can give Livio to privacy while here. ]
I know it is easy to blame yourself. It is a trap grief sets for us, and we all fall in to. That doubt will gnaw at. But the fault is no more yours, than it is Wolfwoods, than it is mine, or Elswords, or anyone elses that lives in this Grove. The sole blame lays on the creature that terrorizes us. You are a victim, my friend, not the perpetrator of this.