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2nd Roar [Voice/Action] More like a Whimper

[Ever since his arrival to Luceti Simba has been plagued with occasional nightmares. However, lately they've been getting worse and more frequent. In House 45, some whimpering and moaning can be heard from where Simba usually sleeps on the floor. His legs twitch as if he's running in his dreams, and eventually wakes up screaming.]

NOOOOOOOO!

[He looks around in a panic, ears plastered against his head as he pants. Eventually he realizes where he has and starts to calm down. Using a paw to brush some tears away, his eyes then fall on his nearby journal. Needing someone to talk to, he pulls it over and opens it up. It's really early in the morning at this point and he's not sure if anyone will be awake but... he'll try anyway. He stammers a bit as he talks to the book.]

Is anyone there?

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[Have another kid who's abruptly been woken up, although not due to nightmares or anything of the sort.]

M'here...

[That probably came out sounding more tired than it intended, but he'll make the effort to talk anyway. Whoever was on the other end, they sound a little upset...]

[Simba can hear how tired the other kid is. Did he wake him up or was he awake already?]

Hi. Did I wake you up?

[Shaking his head, Rudy makes a small noise in response, indicating he was already awake.]

S'just a bit cold and all. Everything okay?

[Is everything okay? ... No, not really. But Simba doesn't exactly want to say that.]

I had a bad dream.

A bad dream?

[Poor kid. That probably explains why they're up so late. He's still a bit tired, but Rudy will try to speak reassuringly anyway.]

... Hey, it's okay now. Is it something you'd like to talk about?

I... I dunno.

[He's kept it in this long, but it's been really hard. He didn't exactly have the whole Hakuna Matata thing going for him here, after all.]

... It's okay. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.

[Rudy definitely knows the feeling of not wanting to talk about something in detail, so he won't push the subject if they're not comfortable.]

But you know, it's all right now. You're safe and that's what matters. Right?

But it's not all right. I did something really bad.

[Something that's been weighing heavily on him for a while now.]

Something bad?

[And that's something Rudy picks up on fairly quickly enough. He frowns... it must be really serious.]

Y-yeah. Someone died... because of me.

[So yeah, it is pretty serious. He's just having a hard time getting the words out. It's a pretty sensitive subject after all.]

Because of...

[Upon hearing that, Rudy falls silent for a good moment. This was a pretty heavy subject indeed...]

... Do you want to talk about it?

[There's a noticeably concerned tone in his voice. Rudy doesn't want to push this kid, but he'll ask again just to make sure. Whether or not they want to, he's at least willing to listen.]

[Simba hesitated. It was a pretty difficult subject to talk about, but he'd be struggling with his own guilt and sadness ever since he came here. And the nightmares just kept coming.]

It... it was my dad.

[His dad... With Simba's words from earlier, it doesn't take long for Rudy to put two and two together. When it comes to close family dying, hardly anyone here were strangers to that subject. Rudy was no exception.]

I'm sorry. [Briefly, he'll fall silent.] That must have been really difficult... I don't know what happened, but I'm sure it wasn't your fault.

[Simba just couldn't be convinced of those words, as well meaning as they were. His Uncle's words continue to ring in his mind, telling him that because of him his dad was dead.]

It had to be. If it wasn't me, whose fault could it be?

Sometimes...

[Rudy closes his eyes, recalling a memory from a long time ago. A harsh one he hasn't forgotten after all this time.]

Losing someone... sometimes something like that really isn't anyone's fault at all. It's easy to blame ourselves when that happens, especially if it happens to someone you love. But you know... that doesn't make it your fault.

But he said it was.

[That's just one thing you can't forget. When someone tells you its your fault.]

[Hearing that, he'll frown. Now that might be a different case...]

... Who said that?

My Uncle Scar. He said if it wasn't for me, my dad would still be alive.

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