A Weekend for Reflecting

Just as Agnes thought Bel still liked this guy. Her own brother. Agnes would've been lying, if she said this didn't bother her at all. Agnes had a little brother, and she couldn't even imagine feeling anything towards him outside love towards family. But Agnes also knew that Bel didn't, and had never loved this Sam guy as a brother. If it was so, and she still wanted to be with him then Agnes would've been way more disturbed. But Bel liked Sam as just another guy, not as a brother. Or at least Agnes presumed so.
"This whole situation...is pretty damn hard on you two."
Agnes admitted, and gave Bel a small squeeze. She felt bad for Bel, and if she and Sam really decided to be together they'd face a lot of shit. And they couldn't really have kids together, if it went that far. Not biological, at least.
"Listen. My, or anyone else's opinions don't matter. It only matters what you, and that Sam guy wanna do. But you won't figure that out if you won't see him, and get answers to the questions you have. Am I right?"

"I guess I am right. Like most of the time."
Agnes said with a joking tone and patted Bel's head gently. Bel's concerns made sense, and Agnes couldn't tell her stuff like "Of course he'll accept you" or such. She didn't know this Sam guy. All she knew he very well could be disgusted and never want to see Bel again. But for some reason Agnes really doubted that.

"You know, he could be doing the same thing as you, feeling the same way as you. He thinks you might be disgusted or hate him, so he avoids you to spare your feelings."
Agnes said, and wanted to shrug but didn't since Bel was kinda using her shoulder right now. And Agnes' words had weight behind them that could be heard from her tone. Because she was doing exactly that with her own siblings, since Agnes was so afraid they hated her, and were disgusted by her.
"I mean, just say the word and I'll track the guy down for you. I got the nose for it."
Agnes chuckled, but she was just a bit serious about it. She could track the guy down, he and Bel probably shared scent markers since they were biologically related.

"Yup, I really think so."
Valentines, huh? Now there was a holiday that didn't match Agnes in the least. Just the thought of it made Agnes want to groan. She didn't though, not when Bel was looking so hopeful.
"It seems like a good chance to try and confront him. I say go for it. It's no use continuing to hide away like this, right?"
Agnes smiled at Bel and patted her head again, or more like gently ruffled this time.
"And I don't like seeing you like this, all gloomy and shit. You've got me worried, you know."
Agnes said, her voice bit more quiet now. It was out of character for her to say stuff like that, but she felt like it needed to be said. Agnes considered Bel a friend, one of the very few ones, and Agnes wanted to at least try and take care of her friends.

Fuck, it had backfired. Agnes hadn't meant to make Bel even more depressed. Well, at least she got some answers for her Sam problem. Or at least Agnes hoped she had.
"Don't apologize to me. I get it, sometimes you just gotta let loose. And when you do that you shouldn't give a shit about what others think. But you also shouldn't dwell in it for too long. That's how you get stuck and can't get out."
Agnes spoke with certainty, because she had been there. For so many years. She was out now, but Agnes didn't want Bel to get stuck in the same spiral she had.

"Who says you need to keep other people's shit together? I don't see any other gods doing that."
Or at least none Agnes knew of were doing that. The twelve gods were granting boons and throwing parties and causing chaos and such, but that was about it.
"Besides, you should let other people help you with your shit too."