[ He doesn't sound as impatient or frustrated with her hesitance as he's been before. Can't be, considering. Some of this feels like balancing on the edge of a knife -- not friendship, exactly, but the last person he'd considered a friend had said goodbye to him at the steps of the Menagerie, full of pity and anger and the knowledge that she could never forgive him. Nothing he didn't deserve. He misses Steph a lot.
So. It's-- rusty, this offer of friendship he's suddenly realizing he's giving. And strange, and new. But he thinks, he understands Kyna. Loss. Being lost. ]
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[ He doesn't sound as impatient or frustrated with her hesitance as he's been before. Can't be, considering. Some of this feels like balancing on the edge of a knife -- not friendship, exactly, but the last person he'd considered a friend had said goodbye to him at the steps of the Menagerie, full of pity and anger and the knowledge that she could never forgive him. Nothing he didn't deserve. He misses Steph a lot.
So. It's-- rusty, this offer of friendship he's suddenly realizing he's giving. And strange, and new. But he thinks, he understands Kyna. Loss. Being lost. ]