“Shut up.” Elan said to the whispers. He tentatively reached out with his mind. He could hear them… if just faintly. “They’re always going to be there. But even if they are true… you don’t have to believe them.”
“Just uh…” Elan swallowed. If he said something wrong… well… it would be his fault. “Just… we love you. You know that. If you weren’t here… well we would be in a horrible situation.”