Its not a purse

Starling would smile so softly as she admitted she didn't understand him. Well, at least...at least he wasn't the only one. They had the strangest friendship, and he honestly wouldn't trade it for the world. His eyes seemed to almost lighten as she stood up, picking up her cat and moving to come stand with him. He would shift back, allowing her enough room without standing on the very edge of the falls so they could talk. He had so much in him that he wanted to talk about, but he was almost...nervous that maybe his anxiety was just getting the best of him again.

The first thing she commented on, when distance wasn't a factor, was his new fashionable bag, and instantly he felt heat swelling along his cheeks. "O-oh, umh.." He said softly, shifting slightly and turning so he was facing her more. "I-I f-found it. Wh-when we f-found Finch, a-and I didn't h-have my h-herbs I...w-well, I d-don't want to b-be caught wi-without them a-again." He said softly, anxiously before he looking at Lillianna steadily, his brows furrowed just slightly. Now that they were close, and not yelling over the distance, he felt it all flood over him. Everything that had happened. "Sh-she's going to b-be okay, y-you know..." He murmured, perhaps more for himself than for Lillie. And then he sighed, looking at the ground. "L-lillie, can I ask y--you something...an-and can you g-give me an h-honest answer?" He whispered, his voice soft and pained as he stared at the ground. "D-do you think...I-I a-am a good h-healer? Th-that I will b-be as...r-respected and a-asked for as A-aunt Harmony?" He voice had grown tight, the tears once again reaching his eyes as he looked away. He was only as useful as his knowledge was, and he was only as good as he was a healer, its what he truley thought. Without healing...he was nothing. "I j-just...w-want to be g-good enough...b-but I always f-feel l-like e-everyone...l-like Sp-Sparrow and D-dad and A-aunt Harmony...th-that I'm not g-good enough..." Well, this all spilled out, but he couldn't help it. It had threatened for so long, and he just couldn't take it. He had managed to help Finch enough to bring her home, but as soon as they got home...well, he felt...unneeded. Felt like he hadn't done enough, or any of it correctly...

Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare"