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[slavecrowned]

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[slavecrowned]

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.

[selfishsins]

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.]

[slavecrowned]

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.