#Sorry for keeping on reverting to binary... It's... comforting... not having everyone understand what I'm saying.

[thecensusbureau]

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[vodika-vibes]

(Agreed. Do you have any little fun facts for me about Grain?)

[Grain's lips turn down into a scowl, he didn't want to listen to you. He wanted to sit here and work and help his brothers. But...you had a point. He sighs and slowly sets his datapad on the table. "You don't understand," he says quietly, slowly pressing his hands against his face, "You can't understand. Even our own brothers don't understand." He lowers his hands, "You won't separate us? You'll let me stay and keep an eye on Riff?" He asks, his gaze wandering back over to his ori'vod. Of course you won't separate them, he knows this. You're a friend. "I suppose you have a point about not being able to help if I don't rest..."]

I frown thoughtfully and remove my hand from his shoulder, thinking I should give him space and he doesn’t want my offered comfort. “Maybe I don’t understand completely, but… I’d like to. And I’d like to think I understand to some degree. I want to do the best I can to help, too. But do you remember the time you made me take the day off after straining my wrist? It hurt to move and I wanted to keep working, but you told me to rest and come back after it felt better?” I frown, thinking it was a stupid example. “I know that’s nothing compared to what you and your brothers go through, but understand feeling useless… and I… well, I worry about you, Grain. You’re under a lot of pressure on a good day, you don’t need the extra strain when injured.” I shift my weight from one foot to another nervously. “Of course I won’t separate you! You can even keep an eye on me when I’m checking on everyone. I won’t try to hide anything, I’ll openly show you what I’m doing as I do it if that’s what it takes for you to trust me.” I frown, wanting him to rest and trust me.

-💋 anon

Hmm...fun facts about Grain. He reverts to Mando'a when he's overly stressed or injured. It's his first language, though he also spoke Binary before he spoke basic.

Grain scowls even deeper, but the panicked screaming in the back of his brain finally quieted to a tolerable level with you're very logical points. "So long as I'm able to watch, I suppose I'll rest." He finally, grudgingly, agrees.

He carefully, and slowly, moves away from his work station as to not irritate any of his injuries any further, and he carefully settles on the empty bed that he abandoned as soon as he woke up. Grain considers the bed for a moment before he lays down, and he drapes his arm over his eyes. "I'm sorry for being such a fucking mess, mesh'la." He says to you, without looking at you, and then, "Thank you for taking such good care of my brothers while I'm useless."