Originally Posted by Chelliephone

The truth of the matter was that while Vasco had grown and could talk about their mother, Vera had not. Since the moment they'd lost their mom, she'd committed herself to being utterly ridiculous in hopes that it created enough of a distraction no one would be able to wallow in the sadness they all felt. But what she'd failed to realize was 'wallowing' as she had later assigned to her childhood avoidance, had truly just been a natural part of the grieving process. Which she'd skipped. And now she very much was feeling the consequences of never having let herself process like Vasco had. So instead, she was left with confusing maybe feelings and a sadness over the fact that she did not have her mother around to speak with on it.

If she talked to Vasco, would she feel better? She knew she would, even if his reaction was what she assumed it would be. But it came with a level of vulnerability she wasn't ready to share. She liked to pretend she was growing up and into an actual person now but... there were things she still had yet to process.

But she was also running away from those. Which was getting much harder.

Scanning the aisles of candy, she reached out for a bag of hard caramels to look at the back to try to determine if it'd be usable. Hmm... probably, but a waste considering she didn't love caramel. Hearing what sounded nearly defensive, she turned back towards him and blinked with a bit of surprise. "I didn't think you were. I was just making a statement for people in general. Not you." She did in fact know how he was. "Did you come up with any ideas already?" She would absolutely LOVE help sorting. It would take... time. Maybe they could take it to the room of requirement and request a room with a movie or something while they did so. "No, but's it's polite to." She replied with a small laugh. "What are you going to get then?"