"Oh, um, a professional? I mean, it might be hard for me to find. I...I don't even know what one would look like." Kale looks back at her magazine on hand
, then back to Silver. "I...I hope you...I hope you're...being honest with me. About everything." She's being very sincere regarding Silver's advice and compliments, though not out of malice.
She ponders the thought more and ultimately decides to show another nod. A small smile even forms on her tanned face. "T-Thank...you, I think a..."therapy" would, hopefully, help deal with my headaches."
Kale looks behind to know the detective and Marcia engaged in a conversation, merely to acknowledge that they're still around. Yet, a squiggly line for a mouth morphs in the smile's place. "I...I don't know; I feel kind of...embarrassed to...tell, my boss, that...I have issues. She's been so proud of my progress (as the other me) recently, and this might...I'm sorry, I'm doing it again. "
-Shadow nods-
-Rouge walks past Eires, reverse-pickpocketing a note into their pocket and "accidentally" elbowing said pocket as a subtle hint-
"Oops, sorry. New boots, still breaking them in, kinda off-balance."
"There's no shame in admitting you need help. With anything. That's not weakness - it takes strength to admit something might be too much for you alone."
edited 7th Sep '17 8:02:18 PM by Randomman5

IT'S a witchkid
WHO looks annoyed