this is the second time now that xie lian's felt a familiar sense of empathy with this young lady - a deep feeling of worry and loss. there are some parts of her story that he's not sure he understands (what a pillar is, for instance), but the meaning of it is not at all lost on him.
he's quiet, when he speaks, listening carefully to her story. as hikaru finishes, he reaches out - and gently, places his calloused hand on top of her tightly curled fist. xie lian's voice is gentle and quiet, not judgmental - only filled with the soft vulnerability that comes with empathy. ]
...Let me ask you something, Miss Hikaru: did this just happen when you awoke in this place, or has it been some time, since?
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this is the second time now that xie lian's felt a familiar sense of empathy with this young lady - a deep feeling of worry and loss. there are some parts of her story that he's not sure he understands (what a pillar is, for instance), but the meaning of it is not at all lost on him.
he's quiet, when he speaks, listening carefully to her story. as hikaru finishes, he reaches out - and gently, places his calloused hand on top of her tightly curled fist. xie lian's voice is gentle and quiet, not judgmental - only filled with the soft vulnerability that comes with empathy. ]
...Let me ask you something, Miss Hikaru: did this just happen when you awoke in this place, or has it been some time, since?