"What will?" He doesn't need to think to know that. "What if all I want to do is sit and hurt than pretend everything's alright? What if I don't want to think about everything else out there?"
The people, the problems they'll need to confront at some time, some point. He doesn't care, and he isn't ashamed to be so dismissive. He'll let himself sink in this feeling, since he knows he has an anchor. A hope. Tidus shifts himself on the bed, sitting more up.
"Roland told me... I didn't need to rush. He said it was okay to take my time. And I am." He slips the earpiece out from his ear, turning now more into a nuisance than just background acoustics. The music blaring out of it tinny from where it now sits. "I don't care about anything else right now. I just... I want to rest. You know? I'll pretend another day."
That he's fine. That he's doing better, when he has the strength for it. But now isn't the time, and he's tired. He doesn't want to pretend he's anything else.
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The people, the problems they'll need to confront at some time, some point. He doesn't care, and he isn't ashamed to be so dismissive. He'll let himself sink in this feeling, since he knows he has an anchor. A hope. Tidus shifts himself on the bed, sitting more up.
"Roland told me... I didn't need to rush. He said it was okay to take my time. And I am." He slips the earpiece out from his ear, turning now more into a nuisance than just background acoustics. The music blaring out of it tinny from where it now sits. "I don't care about anything else right now. I just... I want to rest. You know? I'll pretend another day."
That he's fine. That he's doing better, when he has the strength for it. But now isn't the time, and he's tired. He doesn't want to pretend he's anything else.