[ Riz laughs, quiet, fond. ] That's how he gives you inspiration, you know. I'd take it.
[ It's best not to go into the facts of how watching your best friend dance gives you the inspiration to fight better (or, frankly, do anything better; watching someone twirl around with a blanket shouldn't reall do all that), so Riz moves along pretty quickly. Some things translate to other worlds well, and some things, less so. ]
It is weird. Living with someone else helps, but... [ Living with Fabian is a lot different from living with his Mom. They take care of each other, of course, which is a huge part of it, but it's just -- different. Different from the unconditional love that's provided between mother and son, that ramped up sensation of anxiety and the sensation you're one step away from doing something wrong, the unspoken understanding between two people who have lived through so much of the same shit, the shared history, the reassuring presence of the person who has always, without fail, been there for him.
He shrugs. ]
I'm really grateful Fabian was up to living with me. [ He's a lot. He knows that. He knows that he's going to continue being a lot. ] But it's not the same. You and your Mom, you guys are pretty close too?
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[ It's best not to go into the facts of how watching your best friend dance gives you the inspiration to fight better (or, frankly, do anything better; watching someone twirl around with a blanket shouldn't reall do all that), so Riz moves along pretty quickly. Some things translate to other worlds well, and some things, less so. ]
It is weird. Living with someone else helps, but... [ Living with Fabian is a lot different from living with his Mom. They take care of each other, of course, which is a huge part of it, but it's just -- different. Different from the unconditional love that's provided between mother and son, that ramped up sensation of anxiety and the sensation you're one step away from doing something wrong, the unspoken understanding between two people who have lived through so much of the same shit, the shared history, the reassuring presence of the person who has always, without fail, been there for him.
He shrugs. ]
I'm really grateful Fabian was up to living with me. [ He's a lot. He knows that. He knows that he's going to continue being a lot. ] But it's not the same. You and your Mom, you guys are pretty close too?