How many people had it been that gave him the very same advice? By this point, Vinnie had lost count. He wasn't alone. He didn't have to do everything alone. And it was the truth, he knew it - but the problem of pride always took over him. His pride as a man, a Venusaur, as a member of Red Team and a functioning part of their family... if he was really able to put all that away, would it really make him happier? It all felt so counter-intuitive to everything he'd built himself up to be.
His whole life he wanted to be strong, and that meant self-reliant. Pride was something that was naturally tied to his integrity as a guardian. And consequentially, to be given charity had always felt like it diminished him somehow.
But the more he searched himself, the less it felt in tune with the nature of his Typing. Grass relied on the spirit of unity - give and take were an illusion when everyone was connected as one to a greater whole. Vinnie had only begun trying to conquer his temper in this sense, but he still had trouble learning to share his burdens.
The small hiccups were turning into raspy, uneven gasps as the Venusaur struggled to keep his voice as low as it could possibly go. Sasha's room was just next door, and Voile's wasn't far either - if either of them heard, then he'd never be able to live with himself.
He squeezed his eyes shut. If it was okay for him to rely on her sometimes, then he might as well start off with this small request. "Can I be somewhere else right now? Out've hearing range...?"
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His whole life he wanted to be strong, and that meant self-reliant. Pride was something that was naturally tied to his integrity as a guardian. And consequentially, to be given charity had always felt like it diminished him somehow.
But the more he searched himself, the less it felt in tune with the nature of his Typing. Grass relied on the spirit of unity - give and take were an illusion when everyone was connected as one to a greater whole. Vinnie had only begun trying to conquer his temper in this sense, but he still had trouble learning to share his burdens.
The small hiccups were turning into raspy, uneven gasps as the Venusaur struggled to keep his voice as low as it could possibly go. Sasha's room was just next door, and Voile's wasn't far either - if either of them heard, then he'd never be able to live with himself.
He squeezed his eyes shut. If it was okay for him to rely on her sometimes, then he might as well start off with this small request. "Can I be somewhere else right now? Out've hearing range...?"