I FOUND JESUS, WHAT A LIAR ― open, panic attack

[Nayru]

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Admittedly, Nayru was a bit taken aback. Never before had anyone said anything of that caliber to her and she was suddenly painfully aware of her own self-doubt blossoming like some toxic flower in her chest. ”Fuck you, Nayru.” Not even her father had dared to say something as... as hateful to her. She felt sick. [b][color=#6b7e99]”Well, I don’t have to help you,” She extended, trying to sound unbothered but failing. Miserably. She cares about Malphas, that much was a far cry from a secret, why didn’t he want her help? What did she do wrong?

The panic in her chest grew substantially in the few seconds following the remark, only muted when he decided to “unfuck” her. [color=#6b7e99]”You’re not dying,” She said softly, voice hesitant. It was obvious that the tiny Sawbone didn’t wish to anger him any further, being addressed in that manner was not good for her. At all. [color=#6b7e99]”You need to ground yourself. Slow your, uh, breathing. Listen to my voice...” She paused, trailing off. Did he want that? Did he want her help still? All Nayru wanted to do was slink back to her home and continue searching her ancestors for her elusive mother. [color=#6b7e99]”Chamomile and lavender have soothing properties but if you don’t want my help... uh, um... I’ll leave.”