A man's got to be strong. But it doesn't matter how strong you are, some things take other skills. You can't bash your way through everything. Only an idiot tries that.
[That's it, keep the voice stable and steady, while thoroughly examining the mask and trying to figure out exactly what it would take to free the kid from it. It's a strong mask, no kid needs anything like this, it's disgusting that he's been treated like a criminal. He's suddenly very much trying to act like a real adult, trying to channel his inner Zeff, because he needs an mature and responsible adult in this situation. He's just not that great with kids, and he's not a patient or kind person. He doesn't see himself as someone who can give children what they need to thrive in general, for any length of time, much less a visibly traumatized child.
But he's going to do this right, and not expose this poor brat to any more suffering than necessary.] Let's go. [If a professional can't get it off for a fee, he'll start mass texting any contact in the damned SmartSnail that might sound vaguely like a useful option. And he's wondering if he could get a large straw through without much fuss, he could make a pretty amazing liquid meal or two for him until they manage this.
It's been too long for him to thoroughly remember all the details about how it felt to wear the damn thing, how the spaces were, how it all worked. But the pain is still fresh when he looks at the kid, and his heart starts racing all over again.
Fuck the entire shitty Vinsmoke family. His mother was too good for them. And so is this kid.]
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[That's it, keep the voice stable and steady, while thoroughly examining the mask and trying to figure out exactly what it would take to free the kid from it. It's a strong mask, no kid needs anything like this, it's disgusting that he's been treated like a criminal. He's suddenly very much trying to act like a real adult, trying to channel his inner Zeff, because he needs an mature and responsible adult in this situation. He's just not that great with kids, and he's not a patient or kind person. He doesn't see himself as someone who can give children what they need to thrive in general, for any length of time, much less a visibly traumatized child.
But he's going to do this right, and not expose this poor brat to any more suffering than necessary.] Let's go. [If a professional can't get it off for a fee, he'll start mass texting any contact in the damned SmartSnail that might sound vaguely like a useful option. And he's wondering if he could get a large straw through without much fuss, he could make a pretty amazing liquid meal or two for him until they manage this.
It's been too long for him to thoroughly remember all the details about how it felt to wear the damn thing, how the spaces were, how it all worked. But the pain is still fresh when he looks at the kid, and his heart starts racing all over again.
Fuck the entire shitty Vinsmoke family. His mother was too good for them. And so is this kid.]