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Kol Mikaelson kills for sport. (itchtokill) wrote in wariscoming,

I'm dealing with it. What did that ever even really mean, though? Kol had dealt with a lot of things, but had he ever really dealt with them? He wasn't sure. It was a confusing sense of handling things and it never felt complete, not really. "What's wrong with fine?" he asked curiously, not quite sure what she was distinguishing it from. He thought fine was, well, fine. Was was bad about fine? "I don't blame you for not wallowing," he admitted. He never did either, really. And she was right. She couldn't change any of it, so dwelling on it wouldn't get her anywhere, any more than it would get any of them anywhere.

"It's not?" he arched an eyebrow at her. "Then what is it that's got you in a twist lately?" Kol actually would have assumed that's what any issue she had right now might have been tied to.