Harrowheart watches Adia with a slight, soft smile. "Adia, now, you of all people know what I'm tryin' to change. I want to be better by everyone else's standards. I want 'normal.' But I knew my old normal for so long that when I find real normal, it don't sit right. The more I work for that, the more I realize how different I'm becomin'. I can't tell if it scares me, or if I just... Miss how easy it was to do what comes natural."

Or the power of it. But he can't say that to Adia. Not when she's already fidgeting like that. There's enough on her mind without fretting over a friend she hopes is getting better, after all.