(It's quiet. He doesn't wail or cry out but he does gasp and hiccup quietly as he tries to collect himself. The fact that he can't make himself stop is distressing in its own way and what wells up inside him is a sense of frustration because he can't control his own stupid emotions. Still, the dam is broken and everything comes spilling out.
He knows what's happening. He understands that he's crying and he understands that this is something people do when they feel certain things. He understands that he was also feeling those things and he understands that this is what he needs but he wishes he could make it stop.
After a few moments, he raises his hands to his face and begins to wipe at his eyes. The quiet sobbing quiets down to just a few sniffles, and he wipes at his face with the back of his hand. If he speaks now, he knows his voice will betray him so he tries to catch his breath and regain his composure.
He lets out a shaky breath and manages,)
... Tired.
(He's tired. After crying, he feels like he could just ditch this form and sleep for a week but he's still keeping it together.)
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He knows what's happening. He understands that he's crying and he understands that this is something people do when they feel certain things. He understands that he was also feeling those things and he understands that this is what he needs but he wishes he could make it stop.
After a few moments, he raises his hands to his face and begins to wipe at his eyes. The quiet sobbing quiets down to just a few sniffles, and he wipes at his face with the back of his hand. If he speaks now, he knows his voice will betray him so he tries to catch his breath and regain his composure.
He lets out a shaky breath and manages,)
... Tired.
(He's tired. After crying, he feels like he could just ditch this form and sleep for a week but he's still keeping it together.)