[ When he slumps, she moves closer, bringing him into a loose embrace: not too overwhelming, but giving him space to express himself. ] Zenitsu...
[ She doesn't have a lot of information to go by, but she does her best to understand what she can: someone close to him, like a brother, becoming a demon. Even though he was close, apparently it wasn't enough for Zenitsu to truly know the extent of his "brother"'s turmoil.
Her other hand goes to the top of his head, patting down his hair. ]
...Sometimes... whether quiet or loud, no one can know the extent of another's suffering. [ ...And perhaps like his "brother", Zentisu is on that "louder" end, too. Perhaps this means hhe has his own grievances besides this.
She repeats, more quietly this time, but also more urgently: ] You are not to blame.
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[ She doesn't have a lot of information to go by, but she does her best to understand what she can: someone close to him, like a brother, becoming a demon. Even though he was close, apparently it wasn't enough for Zenitsu to truly know the extent of his "brother"'s turmoil.
Her other hand goes to the top of his head, patting down his hair. ]
...Sometimes... whether quiet or loud, no one can know the extent of another's suffering. [ ...And perhaps like his "brother", Zentisu is on that "louder" end, too. Perhaps this means hhe has his own grievances besides this.
She repeats, more quietly this time, but also more urgently: ] You are not to blame.