"i don't have to know everything. just what you're comfortable telling me." to scarlet!
"..."
"...it's not like I'm against telling you stuff." Their words are chosen carefully; this sort of conversation is something they're still learning to navigate. Things like 'comfort', and 'choices'... isn't it much simpler to just hold things close to your chest until you die?
...no. They're not doing that anymore, they remind themself. Friendship, or whatever. And it's not like Nimbra is the type to go sharing their personal life all over Faerun.
"I'm not used to sharing much about my life. When I was back in Arakyne, no one knew anything about who I was. Not even my fa..." they trail off. "...not even the others. I had to hide a lot of things away, and it wasn't safe to express it until I was free of that shithole. But even now, being open still scares the shit out of me, Nimbra. I know it's worth it or whatever, but that doesn't make it easy."
Still, as pained as their expression made it seem, it's clear Scarlet is trying.
"...I don't know how some of the others do it. Wear their heart on their sleeve so openly, I mean. Sometimes I wish I could be that brave."