[There is a kind of tiredness that sleep cannot fix. From cycles, from loss. The both of them are aware of it. There is, sadly, not much one can do to fix it.
Rather then set the firework off himself, Grimm leans down to hand the Knight a box of matches. It is no fun to take the delight of lighting these off for himself.]
These are for you, dear Knight. Take all you feel and send it to the sky. Go on.
[He gently pushes them forward. It will not fix everything and Grimm does not intend for it to fix everything. But rather then bottle it up, let it explode into something beautiful.
A bit of advice from a previous incarnation of himself.]
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Rather then set the firework off himself, Grimm leans down to hand the Knight a box of matches. It is no fun to take the delight of lighting these off for himself.]
These are for you, dear Knight. Take all you feel and send it to the sky. Go on.
[He gently pushes them forward. It will not fix everything and Grimm does not intend for it to fix everything. But rather then bottle it up, let it explode into something beautiful.
A bit of advice from a previous incarnation of himself.]