I know, it's not... It's not really that I think you're going to have a problem with it, but you still have a lot to deal with already.
[So as much as he knows Nate doesn't mind, Lance still feels guilty about adding to it. But he's trying to take what Ian and many others have said to him, about how listening to and helping with problems is what friends do, and it's not something he should be so hesitant to be on the receiving side of.
But that's all easier said--or in this case thought--than done; he shifts on his feet and glances around them again, trying to figure out what he actually wants to say and what words he wants to use, struggling to resist the natural urge to stall further by asking Nate how he's doing with things, and if there's anything he can do to help. He knows the latter would be rightly called out immediately.
It isn't helpful that Lance is self-aware enough to know that he needs to talk to someone, but also so far past that point that he feel completely disconnected from it. It's almost like it's trying to talk for someone else, but even then his empathy usually kicks in and makes it simple enough to feel something for them. Right now everything is just so muted that it's difficult to find the incentive to describe it, but after another several seconds of trying to remind himself that this is important he finally manages to start.]
I'm kind of... I'm having a hard time dealing with everything, but it's not about the Aerie, exactly.
[Which just kind of adds to the uncertainty he feels about bringing any of this up; almost everyone is dealing with what they've all just gone through, but most of that's hardly even registering for him. Maybe it will later, especially some specific events, but it's certainly not his main cause of stress at the moment.]
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[So as much as he knows Nate doesn't mind, Lance still feels guilty about adding to it. But he's trying to take what Ian and many others have said to him, about how listening to and helping with problems is what friends do, and it's not something he should be so hesitant to be on the receiving side of.
But that's all easier said--or in this case thought--than done; he shifts on his feet and glances around them again, trying to figure out what he actually wants to say and what words he wants to use, struggling to resist the natural urge to stall further by asking Nate how he's doing with things, and if there's anything he can do to help. He knows the latter would be rightly called out immediately.
It isn't helpful that Lance is self-aware enough to know that he needs to talk to someone, but also so far past that point that he feel completely disconnected from it. It's almost like it's trying to talk for someone else, but even then his empathy usually kicks in and makes it simple enough to feel something for them. Right now everything is just so muted that it's difficult to find the incentive to describe it, but after another several seconds of trying to remind himself that this is important he finally manages to start.]
I'm kind of... I'm having a hard time dealing with everything, but it's not about the Aerie, exactly.
[Which just kind of adds to the uncertainty he feels about bringing any of this up; almost everyone is dealing with what they've all just gone through, but most of that's hardly even registering for him. Maybe it will later, especially some specific events, but it's certainly not his main cause of stress at the moment.]