03-22-2021, 03:15 PM
Seeing Marianas's distraught face over her tics made Michael's heart ache, and he was quick to agree with Harland. Nodding quickly in Har's direction, the dealer spoke firmly to Marianas, a smile on his muzzle, "Don't worry, Marianas... you're not an alien, or some kind of freak, or anything else like that. I can't imagine how frustrating this all must be... maybe you could try talking to Roan about it? Or one of the sages. They might know some things they could give you to help out, or they might be able to teach you how to deal with it more effectively. I wish I could help out more, but y'know. I don't wanna suggest anything wrong..." He chuckled lightly after that, briefly reaching up to scratch at the back of his own neck. Although he had seen others with tics in the past, he hadn't actually asked them how they dealt with their tics. Perhaps he should've, and then he'd be able to give more satisfying advice.
— Reggan
— Reggan