[So gentle and kind, even though they're strangers. It makes them feel worse for soaking up all this attention. They shouldn't be so selfish. The more they resist, the more they seem to make him worry. He shouldn't have to.
He wants to help, still. To try. A tiny speck of hope that they're afraid to accept, because what has hoping ever done for them? They're a lost cause. No matter what they try, it always seems to blow up in their face. If it makes things worse, they'd rather just give up all over again.
Maybe if they give themselves up to the Forest they'll be allowed to die. They wouldn't mind if it was painful.
Stars. They need to stop thinking so much.
Slowly... they release their grip, the stinging in their face turning to a dull throb. They look at the apple. Blind it, if he's not going to give up otherwise, then—
1/2 also more cw: suicidal thoughts
He wants to help, still. To try. A tiny speck of hope that they're afraid to accept, because what has hoping ever done for them? They're a lost cause. No matter what they try, it always seems to blow up in their face. If it makes things worse, they'd rather just give up all over again.
Maybe if they give themselves up to the Forest they'll be allowed to die. They wouldn't mind if it was painful.
Stars. They need to stop thinking so much.
Slowly... they release their grip, the stinging in their face turning to a dull throb. They look at the apple. Blind it, if he's not going to give up otherwise, then—
Loop takes the fruit in their hands.]