Crap. How did he even start to put it into words? For a silent minute, he concentrated, mouthing words to himself as he tried to put them in order. And even then... ugh.
When he finally got them together, they were awkward, unsure, and quiet to the point his voice was barely recognisable.
"I guess I've been really dwelling on a few things lately. Kind of hard to explain - there's a lot of things, and I think they all come back to this one big thing, but not completely?
"I've actually come here because... it's at the point where I kind of don't even feel like myself anymore. I can't see the point of anything - not things that used to be important to me, not things I used to enjoy... I don't think I have it in me to get really worked up about anything right now. I'm just tired of it, tired of the effort. And that isn't me - I've always been able to find things I can get really invested in, or at least something to complain about."
He sighed.
"I don't know. It's a problem. And I know it's a problem, and I know other people can see it too. So, I should be able to just man up and pull myself together! But I've tried, and no matter how much sense and logic and everything I use to knock myself out of it I just can't. So..."
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Crap. How did he even start to put it into words? For a silent minute, he concentrated, mouthing words to himself as he tried to put them in order. And even then... ugh.
When he finally got them together, they were awkward, unsure, and quiet to the point his voice was barely recognisable.
"I guess I've been really dwelling on a few things lately. Kind of hard to explain - there's a lot of things, and I think they all come back to this one big thing, but not completely?
"I've actually come here because... it's at the point where I kind of don't even feel like myself anymore. I can't see the point of anything - not things that used to be important to me, not things I used to enjoy... I don't think I have it in me to get really worked up about anything right now. I'm just tired of it, tired of the effort. And that isn't me - I've always been able to find things I can get really invested in, or at least something to complain about."
He sighed.
"I don't know. It's a problem. And I know it's a problem, and I know other people can see it too. So, I should be able to just man up and pull myself together! But I've tried, and no matter how much sense and logic and everything I use to knock myself out of it I just can't. So..."
Espio shrugged. So he was here, basically.