Where we find ourselves

Arrested development was something of a theme, though he was only really starting to realize it Emile had never stopped grieving his missing mother and sister and hadn't developed the proper skills to know how to process it all... and there hadn't exactly been someone there to help him through it, the only adult who had even seemed to see he was struggling had died and he hadn't even been allowed to say goodbye, he was stuck, his emotions were stuck and unlike his sister he was still trapped in the loop, unsure who to even turn to at this point.

But on the other hand, he'd gotten rather good at masking his struggles. Or at least when he wasn't talking and focus was on other things, such as his sister. Which was probably not as much fun for her but it certainly gave him a good reason to make sure attention stayed on her for the time being. His brow furrowed as he approached her slowly, starting a slow walk around her as long as she didn't stop him, pausing every once and while to sniff at her slowly.

Iiiiiiiiiit's not stu.... stupid." He said, his tone serious. To be honest he was almost jelous, from his view while he was stuck in place, unable to even begin to start moving past his traumas his sister was striving forward, maybe slower than she was happy with but moving just the same. "Jusssssssst don't push-sh-sh-sh yoursssssssself to hard." He said, he wasn't scolding just a genuine concern for his sister in his tone. "Over over over over doing it could do more dammmmmmmage and put you right-t-t-t-t back where you sssssssstarted." But beyond that he wasn't going to fuss over her too much, he was the last wolf to really judge anyone else's potentially damaging habits, which he didn't really think Lillith's runs were outside of her potentially opening up old wounds... for lack of a better term.


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