It was more than // private, Cry // I thought it would be

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob sighed as he heard her words, shaking his head. "Cry, this isn' a game. Do ya' understand? Your mental health, the way tha' you're copin', is important to me 'cause what you're doin' now is destructive n' unhealthy. I'm worried about ya'. If ya' don' see this place as home or me as a friend, tha's okay. I can live with that. But tha' don' change the fact 'm worried 'bout this path you're takin'. 'M jus' tryin' ta' help ya'. Tha's it. There ain't no other motive or goal," he spoke, his voice aching with each word. Jacob had always been one to make his emotions obvious and that showed now. While it was clear he was frustrated, his tone was one primarily formed of concern. "'M not gonna' argue with ya' about this. If ya' wanna' talk, feel free ta' stay. If ya' wanna' go, then jus' go. I gotta' finish inventory, check Izuku, g out ta' look for herbs again, get dinner for Harrison, put 'im ta' bed, n then try ta' sleep myself. 'M worried 'bout ya' but I can't force ya' ta' let me take care ah' you. This is your choice but I wanted ya' ta' know where I stand on it n' I wanted ya' ta' know that my doors are always open. Ya' don' have ta' be alone 'ere," he soon added. Even as he spoke, his eyes briefly drifted to the various herbs that were out before snapping back to the raven. He didn't appear angry with her, he didn't even raise his voice the entire time he spoke, but it was clear he was upset in the small frown on his maw and the way concern that shone in his gaze and broke through in his voice.  —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

"SPEECH"

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