"This isn't something you can fix. This kind of pain never really goes away." (turkanvivia)
Haaa….guess I shouldn’t have suggested a night-out without knowing how serious it was…..
The blonde Turk decided to take a new approach considering, leaning over in the room’s nearby doorway–arms crossing up to her chest and her expression becoming a bit more serious than she usually allows when not out on missions. Mocha hues closed as she let out a sigh, and soon reopened, remaining slightly narrowed as she began.
“Knife, that’s fine. We all have demons that stay on our shoulders…but don’t forget that first and foremost we’re Turks.”
Her voice was a bit lower than her usual bubbly self would allow–a perfect match for the words spilling from her lips.
“If you need to spend some time for yourself, I’ll talk to Tseng, but it’d suck if you got killed in a battle because of whatever’s wrong alright? I’m pretty sure Tseng would say something like….’use that pain as another thing to get you through what we do.’, and I mean….it’s not bad advice.”
A small grin formed on her features as she looked to the other.