Mear
I held her… because that was the only thing I could think to do. When she tried to blame herself again, I refuted it. I was done hearing of her blaming herself. Things were quiet for a long time with just the sound of light breathing in the room. I didn’t move even as she moved her head to my shoulder. Things were becoming peaceful again. I let out a quiet breath. Suddenly, Shupple’s hand seemed to clasp one of mine. It was a quiet movement, and I made no protest.
“Comfort….” Shupple whispered more to herself than to me.
I just nodded a bit and breathed in. Even though my head didn’t move, I let my eyes slowly move around the room. I remembered making the room as I had done reverse sketch, and yet it had changed as Shupple had made it her own. I knew that the other Gijinka had done the same, and I slowly reflected that I would not be able to preserve things in the way I had before. Alone, I was able to deal solely with myself and work for my needs, and it was alright for me to be somewhat harsh. Yet I was no longer alone, and I understood this. Just as I could no longer let my nerve rule the way I acted in large groups, I began to understand that I had to take more time and consider other feelings before I acted out again. This was the point in time that I started to realize that maybe Shupple had not known exactly what I was talking about in the kitchen. It was a strange thought to intrude on others, but I let it pass on.
Leaving my thoughts alone and considering the surroundings. I realized that I had methodically begun to run my fingers through Shupple’s hair. I wasn’t sure when I had started it, and yet Shupple seemed in no way protesting to it. A strange knot came into my stomach out of nervousness, but I forced it away for at least the moment. There was no time for that at this point.
“Shupple…” I said quietly.
She mumbled quietly, but I couldn’t discern what she was saying. I waited but found that she had let the words just leave and dissolve into the air. I found my frame move up in a full shrug, yet it didn’t seem to faze Shupple. Maybe… she was coming into full peace… Came as an answer in my mind. I stayed silent for another few seconds before relaxing myself.
Time passed slowly, and yet it was peaceful. It was nice to not move…. Just to stay there… quiet and peaceful….
The door seemed to slide and caused my eye to rise. Standing just outside the doorway was the Gengar Gijinka from before. I was about to turn my head when he put a finger to his lips and just smirked back. I let out a breath of somewhat understanding. The Gengar Gijinka nodded and then closed the door back completely.
I looked down and found that Shupple was in a state between full sleep and awakeness. I felt a pang realizing that the stress I had placed on her had probably cost her a lot of energy not to mention that she was already a ghost pokemon and weakened by the sunlight to begin with.
“Thank… thank you… Mear…” Shupple said quietly but fluidly.
I felt myself tense and relax. Shupple… had said thank you.. for what? For being harsh to her and causing her to cry? I couldn’t understand it, and I found myself starting to lisp the words ‘I’m sorry’ again quietly almost to myself.
