featherduster | ( sheep ) ic inbox

[looking completely judgemental the entire fuckin time, just like the time he told Minuet he was acting like a child to mask his competence and underlying issues:]

You are considerate and protective to a fault. I do not think I have ever seen you see an opportunity to help, where you could feasibly help, and not do so, no matter how out of your depth you felt. You concern yourself with others' well being even when they refuse to concern themselves with yours. You are an ardent believer in peoples' better natures; it is literally a hill you might die on. Your persistence in these matters endures despite your weariness, when most men would have laid down their burdens and given up long ago. All of these are criticisms, but more of that is needed in any world as well; perhaps every world. Without it, people will not better themselves, or be inspired to. Without it, people would not hope.

Bluebell adores you, and for excellent reason. Part of your presentation is a mask, but your good nature and care are genuine and shine through. Most of them open up and look to you for reassurance, for reinforcement, for comfort and help, where they would not to any other, because they know you will offer it wholeheartedly. Even the more suspicious and critical amongst them cannot help but respond. To say nothing of those you have had longer to know and to bond with -- you are dedicated enough to try to bargain with Death, for Styx's sake, for the pasture's sake. You also know when the endeavor is worthwhile; you also cannot look away from attempting it. I am relieved you are beginning to look at the possibility of not doing so alone, even if you are not used to it.

I can keep going.

[ WHOA WHOA WHOA YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BACK DOWN WITH A WITTY REJOINER, NOT DO THIS!!!!!!!!

Kinda looks like he might cry actually ]

[sighs and does not keep going at length. just reaches forward and gently tugs a stray lock of hair instead, once, before letting go]

I am honored to know you.