19.Feb.12, 08:55 PM
It was true that Erisi didn't quite understand the full concept of depression. He knew the words to describe it, but had failed to go through such an experience himself. Being brought to Katila Weyr hadn't brought an overwhelming sadness, and instead a nearly overwhelming anger. Erisi wasn't the type of person to get depressed - he was a fighter. When something began to try and drag him down, he resisted with all of his strength until he came out on top. It was why he was still functioning within Katila Weyr, though it couldn't be said he was functioning well or in the manner that the Weyrleaders would have liked. So, what Talian was going through was something Erisi couldn't comprehend. How he could not overcome this depression was also something Erisi couldn't understand. "The medicine is only covering up the problem," he replied, point-blank stating his issue with Talian resorting to herbs and other Healer crap.
Finally, he had Talian talking more upfront with him, even if he wasn't sure what it would accomplish. The Healer was trying to explain his experiences, but they were still something Erisi would never fully understand. The words made sense, but he couldn't picture what life for Talian was like every day. "Or both?" Erisi prompted, taking care with the tone of his voice so he wouldn't seem upset or critical. "Don't apologize for it, anyways. You can't help how you're feeling. I'd just rather you tell me, instead of dodging the issue." Erisi didn't want Talian's problems pushed to the side any longer. He was sure that they were eating away at the Healer's mind, and Talian just wasn't letting anybody know that.
"If it makes you feel better, you can talk about it. I'll hold back my own complaints, since I think we've gone through them a few hundred times." A flicker of an amused smile crossed his face. The Harper stood still, withdrawing his hand from Talian's shoulder to instead fold his arms against his chest. It seemed like Talian would have little option but to cave to Erisi's desires. It was actually a common interaction between the two of them. Erisi would press and press until he got his way, and eventually Talian would let him.
Finally, he had Talian talking more upfront with him, even if he wasn't sure what it would accomplish. The Healer was trying to explain his experiences, but they were still something Erisi would never fully understand. The words made sense, but he couldn't picture what life for Talian was like every day. "Or both?" Erisi prompted, taking care with the tone of his voice so he wouldn't seem upset or critical. "Don't apologize for it, anyways. You can't help how you're feeling. I'd just rather you tell me, instead of dodging the issue." Erisi didn't want Talian's problems pushed to the side any longer. He was sure that they were eating away at the Healer's mind, and Talian just wasn't letting anybody know that.
"If it makes you feel better, you can talk about it. I'll hold back my own complaints, since I think we've gone through them a few hundred times." A flicker of an amused smile crossed his face. The Harper stood still, withdrawing his hand from Talian's shoulder to instead fold his arms against his chest. It seemed like Talian would have little option but to cave to Erisi's desires. It was actually a common interaction between the two of them. Erisi would press and press until he got his way, and eventually Talian would let him.