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So it's sort of like saying... Our pasts are written in stone, but we can still keep writing out new stuff that defines us. Or something like that.

[There's a warmth coming through the connection now, something different from the awkward fuzziness and the embarrassed feelings from before.]

We have a long way to go moving forward, but that just gives us more time to learn more about ourselves and... Become who we really want to be. [There's a deep sigh that follows, as though Farah has been holding her breath in for most of the conversation.] You know, I think your friend Y'shtola would make an amazing teacher. And you as well Terra.

I like the sound of that— yes, that's just it.

[She's glad that Farah seems to be heartened by their conversation, and she can feel the tension ease as her friend lets out that long sigh.]

You think so? Y'shtola, of course, she would be wonderful at it, but— I don't know very much about the world.

[This one or any other, though she's always learning.]

I'm just happy to share the parts I have come to understand.

Well I'm glad that you could share some of those parts with me today. Maybe you don't have a future in teaching, but still. I really appreciate it.

[And with that warmth from before? It seems to grow and spread through the connection, as though Farah really is sending her heartfelt thanks straight over to Terra.]

... This all got a little heavy didn't it? [Now it's all said and done, given how things started off? She has to laugh, just a little. Just the whole spectrum of emotions she's gone through in the space of this talk is enough to get her smiling now.]

I don't think that's such a bad thing.

[There's a pulse of warmth across their connection from Terra's end as well, a moment of appreciation as well as an extension of solidarity, support. Farah may not have meant to reach out to her, but maybe something greater than them knew that Terra would be the right person for her to talk to.]

It sounds to me like you needed to get all of that off your chest. I'm happy to listen anytime, you know— you don't have to wait for the crystals to malfunction.

[She's definitely teasing, but the offer is certainly genuine.]

It's... Not something I usually bother people with. If this didn't happen then I'd keep it to myself.

[Which is a very healthy and proven coping strategy for dealing with problems, totally.

She appreciates that teasing! And all that Terra has done for her right now. There's a soft sigh before she responds.]

I'll keep that in mind. Next time I'll be more careful about what I'm saying when the crystals aren't behaving though, just in case. [no more "inside" stuff for her after today!!]

Well... you don't have to do that. Just remember that, okay?

[She won't push, because of course, ultimately it's up to Farah what she'd like to share— but Terra has plenty of her own troubles that are difficult to share with others. She knows just how heavily those things can weigh on you. Talking... talking helps.]

Probably a good idea, though. Maybe check to make sure you've reached the right person first, just in case.

I think I'll start everything off with a 'hey' and a 'how are you' before I get into anything important. If the worst I can do is ask someone random how they're doing? I'll be okay.

[If anything like that she might end up making a new friend. Or just annoying a dude- But that's still better than airing anything private out.]

... But yeah, I will remember. I'm not going to forget this. [... But.] If I do then please remind me, okay? [Some nights it's just. Easier to sit with her thoughts. Though she will absolutely remember as best she can that Terra has her back with these things.]

That sounds like a good plan.

[She laughs warmly, and she's glad that if Farah had to make this particular mistake with anyone, it had been a friend.]

... I will. I promise you that.

[That's what friends are for, isn't it?]

You can count on me, Farah.

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