[ When her voice rises Simon stiffens. He’s almost as displeased with Sheryl herself, as she keeps going, as he is with the helplessness and ugly, petty irritation he feels listening to her. ]
Calm down. Nobody’s happy about it.
[ It’s said flatly, and he knows how uncharitable a response this is when a little more emotional effort could alchemize this frustration — because that’s how they all feel, there can’t be anybody here who doesn’t agree with Sheryl — into something supportive, or... mutually beneficial.
But they all just watched a whole world and hundreds of reaching, desperate arms get ripped away into a void. It would be a great thing to rally together about, but. He doesn’t really have that at the moment. ]
i!
Calm down. Nobody’s happy about it.
[ It’s said flatly, and he knows how uncharitable a response this is when a little more emotional effort could alchemize this frustration — because that’s how they all feel, there can’t be anybody here who doesn’t agree with Sheryl — into something supportive, or... mutually beneficial.
But they all just watched a whole world and hundreds of reaching, desperate arms get ripped away into a void. It would be a great thing to rally together about, but. He doesn’t really have that at the moment. ]