CHULANE
He was under no illusion that it was a tall order, to demand someone find themselves again so soon after being cast out from the life they knew before. To ground oneself, to discover oneself anew, to find something to live for, to strive for. The boy seemed to acknowledge on some level that it had to be done, he hadn't said no directly, hadn't rebutted Chuy's words wholly - he just needed more, more guidance, more ideas.
Was it Chuy's place to offer that? Was the boy seeking ideas, inspiration? Or just trying to make excuses again, trying to find a way to escape this responsibility himself? Had Chuy placed too much on his already overfull plate, had he stacked on the expectations too thick, too high, even when he said he'd help?
Was Korbin asking for his help?
No, the boy had never asked, not outright, not directly. But he needed help nonetheless.
"What did Weaver do, before she died?" Did she strive for success in her life, did she laugh often, and love hard and true? Did she let the weight of the world hold her back from her dreams? Did she embrace all that life gave her? From what Chuy knew of her - and he would be the first to admit he didn't know everything - she was that, and more.
"Your life is full of untapped potential, Korbs. There's a whole world out there - and no, you're not going to find Weaver out there. But you might find that which sparked the same zest for life she possessed - but for yourself." What more guidance could he give? Was he offering too much, too little? "You don't know what's out there because you haven't even looked, haven't even tried - how can you say what you don't want if you don't know?"
What had kept him going, kept him here, learning and building something of a life for himself? Just a sheer determination to live - he had been raised different to Korbin, his life full more of love, of education and learning, of a desire to improve, always, for the self-satisfaction was enough. He had life on Easy-Mode, at least until he had arrived at Caido, which only had one mode.
"Focus on the Kraai again, maybe. You're a decent healer, and Loren probably needs something to focus on again too - try to learn more from him. And when the portal opens up again, explore. And…" he hesitated, not knowing if anything he was saying was helping, or appropriate. "Even if you don't want to, pretend to. Pretend so well that someday in the future you might find you actually haven't been pretending at all, or that you at least have a better idea of what you do want from life."
He shrugged, helpless, hopeless himself. "No one really knows what they want, Korbs. That's life. And we're all in it together."
Was it Chuy's place to offer that? Was the boy seeking ideas, inspiration? Or just trying to make excuses again, trying to find a way to escape this responsibility himself? Had Chuy placed too much on his already overfull plate, had he stacked on the expectations too thick, too high, even when he said he'd help?
Was Korbin asking for his help?
No, the boy had never asked, not outright, not directly. But he needed help nonetheless.
"What did Weaver do, before she died?" Did she strive for success in her life, did she laugh often, and love hard and true? Did she let the weight of the world hold her back from her dreams? Did she embrace all that life gave her? From what Chuy knew of her - and he would be the first to admit he didn't know everything - she was that, and more.
"Your life is full of untapped potential, Korbs. There's a whole world out there - and no, you're not going to find Weaver out there. But you might find that which sparked the same zest for life she possessed - but for yourself." What more guidance could he give? Was he offering too much, too little? "You don't know what's out there because you haven't even looked, haven't even tried - how can you say what you don't want if you don't know?"
What had kept him going, kept him here, learning and building something of a life for himself? Just a sheer determination to live - he had been raised different to Korbin, his life full more of love, of education and learning, of a desire to improve, always, for the self-satisfaction was enough. He had life on Easy-Mode, at least until he had arrived at Caido, which only had one mode.
"Focus on the Kraai again, maybe. You're a decent healer, and Loren probably needs something to focus on again too - try to learn more from him. And when the portal opens up again, explore. And…" he hesitated, not knowing if anything he was saying was helping, or appropriate. "Even if you don't want to, pretend to. Pretend so well that someday in the future you might find you actually haven't been pretending at all, or that you at least have a better idea of what you do want from life."
He shrugged, helpless, hopeless himself. "No one really knows what they want, Korbs. That's life. And we're all in it together."
it is better to know some of the questions
than all of the answers
than all of the answers
