"Depending on the sort of hurt you go to a doctor and talk through it, maybe they can give you something I don't know I never had a hurt like that before the worst things were broken bones or a time or two I was shot but I know some people who did. Other times you go to someone like my mother, a Bride of the Sea and it's...the embrace of the sea. Spiritual. It doesn't fix everything but it's something you can go to them for and be held, pour it out to them because they won't judge, they listen, they have years of advice and training to offer. They'd probably tell someone to go get more help when it's beyond them." Some people only need someone to listen and hold them, often times people need far more so she thinks she understands, or they have things approaching that though Cosima's home would be far more advanced from what they've spoken of before.
She has no idea what a doctor would even give her at home for something like this, it's startling to realise that there are parts of home that she knows nothing about at all.
"I...I spoke to someone about that. Before Skyhold." If they're being honest here then Cosima can be trusted with it, and Araceli cares about Herian too, then there's Cosima and Herian, the way that Araceli has Korrin. "About our nature since a spirit isn't capable of creating of its own accord but once a spirit has flesh they become something-- something more. What was that part of the Chant again...shit-- nothing-- nothing He-- Nothing He has wrought shall be lost, that was it! It was about the possibility for spirits to grow beyond the limitations they had without possession, and if we were that possibility. I was trying to posit the argument of rifters as we existed being some basis of magic serving man and wanted to understand us. We are real, what happened to us…"
Araceli has to stop and swallow painfully, that first admission to Thranduil she hadn't wanted to make to herself let alone someone the better part of a stranger. "What happened to us with the lyrium and then to so many of us with the plague proves that we're real. That this self is real. And we can decide what we do with that now."
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She has no idea what a doctor would even give her at home for something like this, it's startling to realise that there are parts of home that she knows nothing about at all.
"I...I spoke to someone about that. Before Skyhold." If they're being honest here then Cosima can be trusted with it, and Araceli cares about Herian too, then there's Cosima and Herian, the way that Araceli has Korrin. "About our nature since a spirit isn't capable of creating of its own accord but once a spirit has flesh they become something-- something more. What was that part of the Chant again...shit-- nothing-- nothing He-- Nothing He has wrought shall be lost, that was it! It was about the possibility for spirits to grow beyond the limitations they had without possession, and if we were that possibility. I was trying to posit the argument of rifters as we existed being some basis of magic serving man and wanted to understand us. We are real, what happened to us…"
Araceli has to stop and swallow painfully, that first admission to Thranduil she hadn't wanted to make to herself let alone someone the better part of a stranger. "What happened to us with the lyrium and then to so many of us with the plague proves that we're real. That this self is real. And we can decide what we do with that now."