Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140424024546/@comment-24416658-20140603003326

Tanner exhaled, holding Triste. He could never understand what she was going through, and even the Knight didn't know how it might feel. He sighed.

"I don't know, Triste, I don't. Nothing has happened yet for me that would do anything that lasting, and I can't help someone if I don't know how it feels. I'm...I'm sorry."

Tanner's head dropped, as the feeling of ineptitude crawled through him, seeping right into his heart. If he couldn't help Triste, then what could he do?