Private Finished Falling and Fallen

The things she said, the things she offered, it was very much unexpected. "I.....thank you...," he'd take a breath, "but..shouldn't you hate me?" He remembered his sister, he remembered Ishvi, "who I am....who my parents were," the way they had non combative angels treated was horrible.

"There are a few others here....well no..just one other..," his sister was gone, she'd left him behind. "His name is Ishvi....he hates me...but we should help him," he hadn't seen Ishvi in a while, but he still deserved to be helped.

He smiled a tiny bit at her words, what she said made sense, he didn't want to bare the guilt for what his parents did. "Thank you," thus conversation was going better than he expected, for the first time in a long time he felt a little less lonely.

"Your son?" he asked, shocked at this, he honestly hadn't known Ishvi prior to coming to the island. "Yes he is....he didn't take the news well...I heard he even quit his job with the police. I haven't seen him in a while."

"Gods...that's...that's so awful," another horrible thing his parents had no doubt caused, "that shouldn't have happened, things like that never should happen." He'd fidget with his aura bracelet, he'd quickly slipped it on after meeting her.

He'd look at her, "he's....maybe we should talk to him though," he wasn't sure what to do for sure. "Even if you didn't grow to know each other....maybe we can still help him somehow," Ishvi didn't deserve to be alone.

He'd nod, giving her a brave smile, he wanted to help her, help Ishvi too, they were possibly all that was left. "I'll see if I can find him later, I'm not sure what he's doing now," he was guessing he'd found a new job or rejoined the academy.

"Oh uh....," he'd scratch the back of his head, "something you should know." He'd glance down, he felt like he should tell her, if they were going to be helping each other. "I'm fallen...or falling I guess," his anxiety skyrocketed as he told her, it wasn't exactly something he shared often.

"Happy?" he thought a moment, happiness, true happiness was something he'd never had. "I don't know....on the outpost...I wasn't liked," his parents hadn't even liked him, they'd been ashamed that he wasn't a fighter, "but there was structure...I was given direction."

He'd sigh a bit, "here there's none of that....," he'd brush his hair back and out of his eyes. "Everything is open here...and..I don't know...I got to choose things...so I think I got lost," he didn't know what to do with himself anymore, he didn't know what he was or what he wanted to do.