He looks... supremely amused when Garrot lowers his voice like that, leaning closer so the other doesn't have to strain himself admitting he's not perfect.
This amusement fades almost immediately when he realizes Garrot is actually telling him something personal, his face opening up, his eyes lightening. He's there to listen for him and this fact is written into every inch of him only a few moments into Garrot's worrying. He nods very slightly as he listens, meeting Garrot's eyes with this deep sympathy. For just a moment, he sees himself reflected in the other and it hurts to know how lost he might feel right now.
He takes a slow breath as he considers his words, chewing the inside of his cheek thoughtfully. "Well... if you find the solution for nightmares, let me know," he says, trying to keep things as light as he can while they're being vulnerable with each other. Not too light though. He still looks serious as he finds his words again.
"When mine started... the only thing I figured out was to set aside more time to sleep. Twelve hours or so," he says with a little so-and-so handwave. He generally tries to be down by midnight, and up no earlier then eleven the next day. It's the reason he's looked so awful even into the late mornings these past few days. "It doesn't always work, but I can get a few decent hours in there. Enough to fight, anyway, um..."
He tsks softly after that, glancing off into the crowd. He has no idea how to advise about anger issues, honestly. Wild elves feel their anger as it comes and let it go when it's done, ideally, but these people... he knows they'll cling to their rage for years. And Garrot has been angry for decades. It's unimaginable to him, but he'll do his best.
"When you meditate, what do you do? I've always found meditating helps when I'm angry. It's relaxing for me?" he asks, probing carefully. The relaxation bit is why he does it before he sleeps!
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This amusement fades almost immediately when he realizes Garrot is actually telling him something personal, his face opening up, his eyes lightening. He's there to listen for him and this fact is written into every inch of him only a few moments into Garrot's worrying. He nods very slightly as he listens, meeting Garrot's eyes with this deep sympathy. For just a moment, he sees himself reflected in the other and it hurts to know how lost he might feel right now.
He takes a slow breath as he considers his words, chewing the inside of his cheek thoughtfully. "Well... if you find the solution for nightmares, let me know," he says, trying to keep things as light as he can while they're being vulnerable with each other. Not too light though. He still looks serious as he finds his words again.
"When mine started... the only thing I figured out was to set aside more time to sleep. Twelve hours or so," he says with a little so-and-so handwave. He generally tries to be down by midnight, and up no earlier then eleven the next day. It's the reason he's looked so awful even into the late mornings these past few days. "It doesn't always work, but I can get a few decent hours in there. Enough to fight, anyway, um..."
He tsks softly after that, glancing off into the crowd. He has no idea how to advise about anger issues, honestly. Wild elves feel their anger as it comes and let it go when it's done, ideally, but these people... he knows they'll cling to their rage for years. And Garrot has been angry for decades. It's unimaginable to him, but he'll do his best.
"When you meditate, what do you do? I've always found meditating helps when I'm angry. It's relaxing for me?" he asks, probing carefully. The relaxation bit is why he does it before he sleeps!