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[therainbowsheep]

You can't actually be strong forever. Subconsciously, Vincenzo has been well aware of that for a good while and he's known that it was going to have to happen soon. He hasn't had time for it, though. There are more important things than his mental health (so he says) and so he hasn't let himself fall to pieces

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[notperseus]

*hey, libraries are useful resources for floristly people such as Joash* *hesitates a moment, one hand at the bookcase above him, then -- quietly, not moving just yet* Can I help?

[therainbowsheep]

*Joash actually happens to be one of the few people he's not going to pretend to be okay around (...which means possibly the only one other than maybe Viola), so yes, he's still sobbing here* Can you make it stop?

[notperseus]

*can't help sounding a little pained* That depends on what you want to stop. Some things I can help, and -- some things I can't.

[therainbowsheep]

It's -- I -- I just -- I don't fucking have time to -- to be like this.

[notperseus]

*still -- quietly, then, as levelly as he can, which isn't quite so much so as he would have liked* Maybe not, but -- you are. And no one is going to thank you for hurting yourself more by not -- letting it hurt now.

[therainbowsheep]

I managed this long.

[notperseus]

*...sighs quietly* That doesn't mean you can forever.

[therainbowsheep]

Just long enough for -- for Leo to be -- okay again. That's all I need.

[notperseus]

*gently* How long is that going to be?

[therainbowsheep]

I don't know.

[notperseus]

You -- can't do this to yourself for that long, Vincenzo.

[therainbowsheep]

I have to.

[notperseus]

*...faint frown* You can't.

[therainbowsheep]

I can't not.

[notperseus]

*as gently as he can, dammit* You don't have that much choice.

[therainbowsheep]

There's always a choice.