[Barry might be bad at a lot of things. Confrontation, conflict mediation, remaining impartial in a fight. Usually when the people he love are fighting, Barry keeps his opinions to himself, retreating to a dark, quiet place to brood and nurse his feelings until the yelling is over. The fiery, passionate spirits of some of his family members can sometimes be a little too much, something Barry isn't necessarily equipped to handle. The most he can do is help pick up the pieces in the aftermath. Comfort and soothe when the people he care about are hurting.
At least he's good at that. This. Hugging, soothing, picking up the pieces. This is the only thing he knows he can do for Taako right now.]
I know, Taako, I know... Nobody's gonna make ya forget. Nobody's gonna leave ya. I promise y'that, Taako. You're not gonna be alone again.
[He holds Taako close, feeling him trembling against him, clinging, weeping. This is so hard for him. Barry knows exactly how averse Taako is to this sort of thing, being this vulnerable, this small, even with someone he's known for a century. He's going to be here for him as best he can. Hold him close, gently stroking a big, warm hand over his back, his hair, letting him cry without letting anyone else see.
Taako should know Barry well enough to know he'll take this with him to the grave. No one will know except the two of them.]
D'ya think y'wanna talk t'Lup for a bit? Or wait 'til mornin', when things have simmered down? [He squeezes the elf closer.] Y'gotta talk to her, Taako... I know it's hard, but y'gotta.
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[Barry might be bad at a lot of things. Confrontation, conflict mediation, remaining impartial in a fight. Usually when the people he love are fighting, Barry keeps his opinions to himself, retreating to a dark, quiet place to brood and nurse his feelings until the yelling is over. The fiery, passionate spirits of some of his family members can sometimes be a little too much, something Barry isn't necessarily equipped to handle. The most he can do is help pick up the pieces in the aftermath. Comfort and soothe when the people he care about are hurting.
At least he's good at that. This. Hugging, soothing, picking up the pieces. This is the only thing he knows he can do for Taako right now.]
I know, Taako, I know... Nobody's gonna make ya forget. Nobody's gonna leave ya. I promise y'that, Taako. You're not gonna be alone again.
[He holds Taako close, feeling him trembling against him, clinging, weeping. This is so hard for him. Barry knows exactly how averse Taako is to this sort of thing, being this vulnerable, this small, even with someone he's known for a century. He's going to be here for him as best he can. Hold him close, gently stroking a big, warm hand over his back, his hair, letting him cry without letting anyone else see.
Taako should know Barry well enough to know he'll take this with him to the grave. No one will know except the two of them.]
D'ya think y'wanna talk t'Lup for a bit? Or wait 'til mornin', when things have simmered down? [He squeezes the elf closer.] Y'gotta talk to her, Taako... I know it's hard, but y'gotta.