If Rosie says she's good to get up on her feet, well. Then Angeal will choose to believe her. So he gets up a little more, one hand to hers and another at her back, helping her rise up. Just in case she needs something to steady her.
Especially when she reveals more of the details and ah. It was that conversation, rather than a different one. Relief floods through Angeal, for more reasons than one.
One kind is, of course, that he doesn't have to explain to her the clusterfuck that was her death. But the other is simply... He knows, a bit, that she hasn't really believed him about some things he's said. About his confidence in her, about how to be friends with her, all those little things. It hasn't stopped him from sticking with her, just... It's been a bit of a bump in the road, something he had figured he'd have to keep chipping away at for ages.
Probably he'll still have to keep pushing forward a bit... but if she's seen that, then maybe...
"I know," he reassures her gently. "It was a pretty big conversation. I remember being on pins and needles for it." Rosie can remember this too, better than another version of herself can even. "You... don't have to talk about it right away, you know. Let's just go and sit down for a second, okay?" Until she can get over the crying headache, anyway.
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Especially when she reveals more of the details and ah. It was that conversation, rather than a different one. Relief floods through Angeal, for more reasons than one.
One kind is, of course, that he doesn't have to explain to her the clusterfuck that was her death. But the other is simply... He knows, a bit, that she hasn't really believed him about some things he's said. About his confidence in her, about how to be friends with her, all those little things. It hasn't stopped him from sticking with her, just... It's been a bit of a bump in the road, something he had figured he'd have to keep chipping away at for ages.
Probably he'll still have to keep pushing forward a bit... but if she's seen that, then maybe...
"I know," he reassures her gently. "It was a pretty big conversation. I remember being on pins and needles for it." Rosie can remember this too, better than another version of herself can even. "You... don't have to talk about it right away, you know. Let's just go and sit down for a second, okay?" Until she can get over the crying headache, anyway.