Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140630040446

"Let it out..." He sighed. Unfortunetely, he could only provide support. She could only move on herself. But he didn't tell her that...it would serve no purpose. Well...Nox looked at her, holding her close. He could just be there...that may be enough. To help her through this...to make sure she didn't hurt herself.

"I'm not going to let you go through this alone...don't worry, Nixia, she's dead...she can't hurt you anymore." He shifted her so he could look into her eyes. "I'm not leaving, alright? You're safe here...but I don't want you going anywhere without me. Even if it's just to the bathroom, I'll be right outside, okay?"

There was a simple reason for that: She felt dirty, unclean. So she may be suicidal.

God knows he was...not all of the scars on his wrists were from combat...