Celehar really was strong. Sunny hated things that were scary or uncomfortable, hated the loudness of the thunder and the way the rain soaked his clothes through.
It was always too much for Sunny. But Celehar could handle it… so maybe Sunny could make an effort to do so too?
He wished, maybe for the first time, that he was Omori instead. Omori wouldn’t be bothered by any of this.
But Sunny was Sunny… even when it was a downpour.]
Will… make it… [He could at least try to be encouraging. Though that was Kel’s forte. Even as the words left his mouth, uncertain and hard to hear, Sunny felt like they were false.]
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Celehar really was strong. Sunny hated things that were scary or uncomfortable, hated the loudness of the thunder and the way the rain soaked his clothes through.
It was always too much for Sunny. But Celehar could handle it… so maybe Sunny could make an effort to do so too?
He wished, maybe for the first time, that he was Omori instead. Omori wouldn’t be bothered by any of this.
But Sunny was Sunny… even when it was a downpour.]
Will… make it… [He could at least try to be encouraging. Though that was Kel’s forte. Even as the words left his mouth, uncertain and hard to hear, Sunny felt like they were false.]