[ he squeezes his eyes shut. focuses on the stillness around him, on the hand that steadies him, and tenn finds his center. he has to--- he isn't the only one that needs help, he isn't the only fresh face on his boat, and if he can't find his own way? tenn could see himself back in the water, stuck facing whatever might lurk under or on the surface.
and so he breathes. deep in, deep out. ]
... you're not wrong.
[ though, luck is only half of the equation. you get lucky to a point and when that runs out, what's next?
and maybe that thought grounds him further. ]
Thanks. [ not entirely finding his sea legs, but it's a start. ] I don't want to be a burden on you or your shared mission.
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and so he breathes. deep in, deep out. ]
... you're not wrong.
[ though, luck is only half of the equation. you get lucky to a point and when that runs out, what's next?
and maybe that thought grounds him further. ]
Thanks. [ not entirely finding his sea legs, but it's a start. ] I don't want to be a burden on you or your shared mission.