...We were ever different in most regards, this much I remember. And while neither of us were particularly open with our emotions, as we grew older I sometimes felt as though he formed a layer of ice over his own. But this is...different. Worse, to say the least. I don't know how to reach him, or if I would even be truly able were I to bring myself to try.
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[jesus lucian christ on a pogo stick, emet.]
...We were ever different in most regards, this much I remember. And while neither of us were particularly open with our emotions, as we grew older I sometimes felt as though he formed a layer of ice over his own. But this is...different. Worse, to say the least. I don't know how to reach him, or if I would even be truly able were I to bring myself to try.