All we see // open+therapy // is sky

[jacob w.c.]

Jacob still wasn't feeling well but he'd accepted that he wouldn't for quite some time. He'd tried staying in the Typhoon for longer, he'd connected with some people there, he'd tried to lay low for the first few days he was back, but now there was on excuse. If he couldn't take care of the clan, why had he wanted to be a doctor in the first place? Based on what he heard, Snowbound needed a lot of help and he intended to be there to provide it. So, he arranged all his notes, preparing for what he'd say and how he'd say it all. He then made sure to bake as many cookies as he could the night before (he wasn't sleeping these days anyways and it was a welcome distraction). He made sure to make some warm mugs of hot chocolate as well before heading outside and setting it all out for everyone to view. He'd spread out various blankets, all of which appeared to be made by Jacob, and he settled down. Now came the part where he'd have to call everyone to him again. He knew he needed this just as much as anyone else right now but he also knew he could cope with it. At least, that's what he told himself. Eventually he'd need to tell someone about all that happened and all he saw but he couldn't do that right now. There'd been several murders in his absence all of them supposedly done by accident (although whether that was the case was highly questionable to the boy. He grew up in a land of 'accidental' murders, after all, and his Babbo had been the best at staging them). Such violent happening always affected everyone greatly, whether they were the ones to commit the action or not. So, with that on his mind he called, "Given everythin' tha' happened while I was gone, 'm gonna' hold a group therapy session. If ya' wanna' talk more 'bout somethin' in private, jus' lemme' know. I'll also probably need ta' talk ta' some ah' ya' individually once this is over."

★ though the scars remain and tears will never dry, i'll bless my homeland til i die ━