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It would be wrong to say that Papina hadn't slid down next to Isdra and was clinging to Isdra just as much. She turned Isdra to face her and actually shook Isdra for a second before she got hold of herself and stared Isdra in the eye. "Have you ever thought that this 'one person' is having as tough a time, if not harder, trying to deal with this as you are? And that the only way they can deal with it is to 'leave' you? Damn it, Isdra," There were tears in Papina's eyes. It was tough to say, but someone had to say it. "If you're so damn independent," she spat the word out forcefully, like it was a curse, "and wanting to do this on your own, why are you here? Why did you try to tell Halcyon? Why are you telling me?" Her voice broke at a shriek.

Wailing erupted from down the hall, emanating from Luna's room. The two of them yelling had finally woken the toddler. Papina swore, but didn't let go of Isdra. She continued to keep a death grip on Isdra as she glared at the other teen, who seemed hellbent on killing herself. There was some mild swearing and shuffling sounds as Alarai moved around to get to Luna and try and quiet her.

Papina didn't speak until the wailing had died down, and then she spoke in a cold, calm, quiet voice, her eyes gazing at Isdra as if to look into her very soul, "If you honestly don't want help, fine. I'd accept that, except that you keep coming to people, telling them, or at least trying to tell them, what happened to you." She shook Isdra with each emphasis, attempting to get through to her, "But you cannot tell someone and expect them to not want to help you!" Papina was trying very hard not to cry, and was sounding bitter as a result. She was also panting heavily by this point, wrought with emotion. She wasn't going to let Isdra go. Not like this. If she couldn't reason with Isdra, perhaps she could shock her into action. Productive action.

Papina was quiet for a moment, fighting with her own emotions. The only signs that betrayed that fact was that her grip randomly tightened and loosened on Isdra and that the leaves on her head were shaking bad enough that they threatened to break the stem attaching them to her skull.

... Being calm would get the two of them farther then yelling would right now. Everything slowed to a stop. Papina paused before she took a deep steadying breath.

"... Well," she started slowly, her voice falsely pleasant and calm, pretending they hadn't just yelled at each other and that everything was just dandy. At least Isdra had admitted out loud that she needed help. "You can start by not turning down offers for help. Normally when someone says 'no', they tend to mean it." She tilted her head to one side and cocked an eyebrow at Isdra. "So when you say 'no', we're taught to back down... and I'll admit it's tough to answer your attempts correctly, but what makes you think we haven't even been attempting to answer?" Her voice was starting to rise as she tightened her grip on Isdra, and she visibly struggled with herself for a moment before started again, going so far as to duck her head until she could speak quietly once more. Her hands flexed before relaxing, having become sore from gripping Isdra so tightly before she lifted her head to look at Isdra eye to eye again. "And it's deceptively simple to ask. Start with 'Help me.' It varies from there, but it's a start." Her whole expression was grim. The leaves on her head trembled violently with a mix of anger, fear, and exasperation.

"Because simply put, I personally feel that if you continue on this path of refusing help... you're going to wind up killing yourself. It's suicide." There. She said it.

(("We can't let this get away.

Let it out, let it out.

Don't get caught up in yourself.

Let it out."

I think we're letting it out... ;>> And dang is the process scary...))

Papina elbows snapped straight as her arms went ridged, automatically shoving Isdra against the chair-back as she herself leaned back from the sheer force of Isdra's words and emotion. Oh hell... she thought. Luna started to wail again before going quiet again after a few minutes. Papina realized what she was doing and let go of Isdra like she was on fire and leapt up before crossing her arms and spinning around to show Isdra her back. She was trembling all over. She was quiet for a few minutes before asking, rather randomly, "Would you like something to eat?" Her voice trembled. She had to break the mood. She couldn't really answer Isdra's questions. Not without starting the next world war, anyways. Besides, her stomach was doing flip-flops, and from the sounds of it, so was Isdra's. They both needed to do something to calm down. She spun to face Isdra again, letting her hands dangle at her sides, her face a map of emotions. Her hands were clenched into fists. She attempted a smile, but quickly aborted it after it was clear that she couldn't hold it without it trembling like the rest of her.

She turned her head away from Isdra, eyes half shut, suddenly tense all over. She clasped her hands together behind her back and shyly put one foot behind the other. Over all, Papina looked quite forlorn, almost... lost. Her lips barely moved.

"... I'm serious, though, about offering to move in with you to help you with whatever you need helping with," she said softly, her voice almost at a non-whisper. "... I'm sure my mom would let me, and may even help out with the moving." A corner of her mouth twitched upwards in a wry grin. "She may even be glad to see me finally move out."

"Tea?" Papina blinked, ignoring the undertones of Isdra's voice during the request as she considered before she started to drift towards the kitchen to put the water on to heat. "Any particular flavor?" They had several; little boxes with several packets in each, each box contained different flavors. She nodded at Isdra's answer for help; it was the best she could honestly, realistically hope for at the moment. "As long as you say it helps, I'll feel like I'm able to do something, instead of feeling helpless about this." She paused to give Isdra a sad look. "Having to stand by while my friends are in trouble always tears at my insides..." She went back to moving towards the kitchen and shuffled about inside, finally getting water into a kettle and putting it on the stove to heat. She came back towards the doorway between kitchen and living room, leaning on the doorframe between the rooms, crossing her arms over one another as she kept Isdra company while keeping a watch on the kettle.

((From chair to sofa, huh? blaugh ))

Papina nodded to herself and picked out a flavor at random for Isdra, paused, then got a certain flavor for herself. She picked out two mugs, made sure they were clean, then set them up so they would be ready to get water poured in. "Lots of sugar, or little?" She generally put honey in hers, actually...

She winced when Isdra said she was sorry and actually froze for a moment before she managed to get herself moving again. The water was hot by this point, so she put water in both mugs, placed a tea packet and a spoon in each, tucked a small sugar container under one arm, and brought both mugs out. "I understand," she whispered softly in response to Isdra's explanation, offering one mug to Isdra and bringing the sugar out once Isdra had taken the mug before carefully sitting down next to Isdra.

Papina used her spoon to scoop a generous amount of sugar into her mug before handing the sugar over to Isdra. "Another reason?" she prompted when Isdra paused after saying she couldn't take Halcyon's help. Her blood seemed to chill just a tad when Isdra continued. "A... breakdown? But..." Papina struggled to explain why that was shocking to her, and thought for a moment about the Halcyon she knew. "Halcyon..." she started hesitantly, more to herself than Isdra, "... He just... doesn't seem like the type... to have a breakdown..."

She mused to herself for a moment, thinking back about what Isdra said earlier. There was a question she really wanted answered, one that had been bothering her for awhile. "You said... that your past life was coming back... How? How does it come back?" She hadn't had any obvious signs of her past life come back to her, and...

It was soft, almost beyond hearing range. "... What do I look for? What should I look for?"

Papina absently took a sip of her tea before she gave Isdra a wry look. "At least you remember what you did in your past life. For all I know, I could have been anything from a serial killer to an assassin to a... a... well, whatever! And if I had interacted badly with one of the other scroll kids in the past life and they remembered, and wanted to get back at me, how am I to know what I had done to them?" She sighed, fiddling with her mug for a moment before giving Isdra a rather guilty look. "Sorry, didn't mean to explode at you like that... I just..." she stared at her mug sheepishly before continuing, "I feel bad that I seem to be the only one who can't remember..." She seemed to be frustrated that she couldn't remember.

"I suppose..." Papina didn't sound very convinced about them all being from different places, but she mentally agreed with Isdra about being able to live with a sun that could set you on fire. She quickly took a sip of tea before her mouth could go completely dry at that thought. "Past life or not, I feel somewhat obligated to remember..." she sighed, "... but I see your point." One corner of her mouth twitched upwards in a smile as Isdra attempted to convince her it wasn't as bad as it might seem. "I'm not so used to exploding, but I think I know what you mean." She looked at Isdra as her lips curled up into a wry grin. "I'd rather not repeat the experience, if that's what exploding is like." She snorted before sighing, both sounding and looking wiped out. "It just leaves you feeling empty and tired afterwards..." Papina didn't sound very convinced over all, but she was willing to drop that entire line of conversation of Isdra was.

More than willing actually. She mentally searched for another topic while she took a few sips of tea. About the only thing that came up was the fact that Isdra had a boyfriend, but Papina really didn't want to risk Isdra getting mad again. Well... she was out of ideas. She glanced at Isdra to try and catch a clue of just what the other teen wanted to talk about next.