[Blue winces a little in sympathy with that pulse of pain, but he can't help but notice a faint glimmer that's come from simply speaking to this Salim; he's clearly of great import - both in general and to...whatever has so afflicted him, created these painful knots of emotion that are manifesting physically.

at least...that's what Blue must assume: he sees little evidence to contradict it, but then...he could be grasping at straws here.

even so, one must grasp at all in order to reach a solution.]

If it hurts too much to speak...you don't have to. [he squeezes at his shoulder to reassure, hoping to impose some of that willfully through his own power, to ease some of the ache.] You can just think about it. I can hear it either way.

You can tell me. About this someone you knew. I want to hear.