“I know i need help. I just.. don't know how to accept it.” ~Ilyas
Devlin was ready for an argument, but hearing these words made him ease up. His hardened expressions became softer, as the words sounded like an echo of his own. Devlin himself never accepted help, having another lick his wounds clean or tell him reassuring words. To him it went against the hero ideal, that he was placed on this earth to save mortal life. But now, he heard it from someone else, a stranger- nay, not even a friend- Ilyas was simply an acquaintance. It stuck the core of heart, nonetheless.
"You and me both. I think we get the help that we think is acceptable to us. But- how did you know that you need help, Ilyas? What triggered you to... realize it?"
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