[ Lyria was aware of her own strength. It wasn't too long ago that she was constantly washed over with the fear of not being able to help her friends- to be so powerless and seemingly frail- but that was no longer the case. She wanted to help and protect people, and through that resolve was able to develop skills of her own. Skills that could be used to protect those she cared about.
But today, at the foot of all this chaos, those insecurities had begun to creep back in.
She had chosen to stay to aid those who needed it, provided what healing abilities she possessed, and after a period of what seemed like patient after patient... the reality of what was happening began to dawn on her. There were so many negative emotions, so much death experienced that when Lyria finally reached some semblance of a break, she was nearly on the verge of breaking down.
Finding a moment to herself to recollect, the girl had found a quiet place to attempt to be by herself before she noticed a familiar face. Treharne seemed to stand taller than he normally did on this day, an aura instantly drawing her attention towards him.
She could remember the day Eustace and Tifa had come home, whispers of what had happened to him begin spoken and away from her. She knew something had happened, something awful, but to see him with so much resolve at this moment brought a wave of relief to wash over her.
It was then she will approach, wiping a bit of sweat off of her brow with a weak smile. ]
Ah, Treharne! It's good to see you! [ Her eyes can't help but look over him. He was okay now... wasn't he? ] Do you need help with anything?
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But today, at the foot of all this chaos, those insecurities had begun to creep back in.
She had chosen to stay to aid those who needed it, provided what healing abilities she possessed, and after a period of what seemed like patient after patient... the reality of what was happening began to dawn on her. There were so many negative emotions, so much death experienced that when Lyria finally reached some semblance of a break, she was nearly on the verge of breaking down.
Finding a moment to herself to recollect, the girl had found a quiet place to attempt to be by herself before she noticed a familiar face. Treharne seemed to stand taller than he normally did on this day, an aura instantly drawing her attention towards him.
She could remember the day Eustace and Tifa had come home, whispers of what had happened to him begin spoken and away from her. She knew something had happened, something awful, but to see him with so much resolve at this moment brought a wave of relief to wash over her.
It was then she will approach, wiping a bit of sweat off of her brow with a weak smile. ]
Ah, Treharne! It's good to see you! [ Her eyes can't help but look over him. He was okay now... wasn't he? ] Do you need help with anything?