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[fourthsaken]

[The temptation to comment on how that was weirdly sweet is strong, but Jade bites her lip, keeping that thought to herself.]

I'm glad you let him. You should let us help you out more often, especially Grantaire.

[starvedorestes]

I... will try. [ But he still found it difficult to do; hard to consider, or accept his own weaknesses. ]

[fourthsaken]

... You don't think I'm weak for needing your help, do you?

[It's a real question, one she asks tentatively, bracing herself for his answer.]

[starvedorestes]

God in heaven, Jade- no. Not at all. I think I am the one who is weak. Too cowardly and afraid to accept help where it is freely given- over some stubborn and foolish sense of pride. To accept help is to understand your limits, and to learn how to grow past them. For myself... some old habits are simply hard to break, and I need to do better. Not only for myself, but for all of you, as well. My mistakes, my internalizing these matters of pain so often hurt more than just myself. [ He dropped his gaze, pursing his lips, and sighing softly. ]

Even still, it is hard to remember, at times.

[fourthsaken]

Then we'll just keep reminding you.

[She reaches for his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. It's a surprisingly tight grip for a shade.]