[ this much is enough for robin. he can take the time he needs. grief is not something she wants to usher along. it's something she wants processed, however long it takes.
still, it is hard to be separated, and something is more than nothing. she knows. he doesn't have to respond. she continues to sing for a while, but her song will eventually end. ]
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still, it is hard to be separated, and something is more than nothing. she knows. he doesn't have to respond. she continues to sing for a while, but her song will eventually end. ]
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...thank you, Robin.
[his voice, too, is quiet, barely there.]
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It has been much too much this weekend.
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[he doesn't want to admit to it aloud, but.
i'm tired.]
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It's all right to not want to do anything for a while.
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[he just wants to sit here and not have to do anything, right now. not have to worry about living. about what's going to happen in the coming week.
...
after a moment, hesitant:]
Robin, you... can decide for yourself, too. If you haven't already.
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Hm? Decide what?
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[whether she wants to keep going, if she's tired.
he's been stapled to life so hard that he can't, but]
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[ if birds are destined to fall to the ground, why do they still insist on flying into the sky? ]
I don't want to stop trying to fly.
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Then... then you're strong, in that way. I think- I'm still learning how to be.
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[ but i love people too much. ]