darkdarkertoodark:

[ Anxiety accepts the the blanket gratefully, wrapping himself in it and shutting his eyes. ]

* Th-thank y you, Flaps. You are are a good f-friend.

[ The word “friend” catches in his throat a little, and he pulls the blanket tighter around his small form. Little skeleton burrito.

* You are right, it it would not do to overwhelm m-myself. It is… hard to sstrike a balance, I find. I d-do not wish to to presume, but… perperhaps it is similarly diffificult to b-balance your solitude?

* Ah- I a-apologise,

* [A skelerito….. Incredible,]

* [He gives a sad little smile, though.]

* Nah, no harm done. You’re right – it’s… been hard. I keep being torn between wanting to go back to it all and wanting to just stick to my own here. It’s… Empty feeling, not having the same kind of contact with a lot of people anymore. Relaxing at the same time, but. You know.

* [Oh- he grins!] Guess striking the right balance is something we both need to work on, yeah?