He thinks it did help--wants to believe it at least. Carver was always a difficult person to comfort though; he was never wholly at ease with comfort. It was always something of a paradox, comfort being hard to bear, but when he came here and found all this, not an easy comfort but one interspersed with turmoil, textured by it so the friction didn't slip away too easy, so there was something that dug in...maybe what helped was that it wasn't too comforting.
"We spoke about you," is what he says by way of answer, the best that he can give. "We spoke 'bout Grayson, his old Dominant too. 'Bout ghosts and the dead and what to do with loss." They listened to each other. It had taken a long time for them to figure out how to do that together.
"I didn't know what to do with you being gone any more than he knew what to do with losing Grayson. But together in a way, we could say those things."
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Date: 2024-01-23 01:21 pm (UTC)"We spoke about you," is what he says by way of answer, the best that he can give. "We spoke 'bout Grayson, his old Dominant too. 'Bout ghosts and the dead and what to do with loss." They listened to each other. It had taken a long time for them to figure out how to do that together.
"I didn't know what to do with you being gone any more than he knew what to do with losing Grayson. But together in a way, we could say those things."