"So, how have you been, Grian?" Joe asked, starting off simple. He wasn't an actual therapist, but out of everyone on the server, he was the closest.

Grian fidgeted a little. "Um... I'm doing alright, I guess."

"Be honest Grian, the first step of therapy is identifying the underlying side-effects and finding possible solutions." Joe's voice was calm and reassuring. "Don't be afraid to spill your feelings, okay?"

Grian nodded. "Well, I um..." He shivered a little. "I've got a lot of a-anxiety, and I'm just... Really paranoid. I've also had trouble sleeping, and I'm still worried I'll hurt someone on accident, y'know, after what happened with Ari a-and Mumbo."

"Let's start with your sleeping problems." Joe frowned a little, thinking. "Those stem from your anxiety, yes?"

"I think so."

"It might be because of where you're sleeping. Back in the mansion, you slept alone and only with your thoughts. You were vulnerable, and so that connected sleeping with your trauma." Joe met his eyes. "Perhaps you need to sleep near someone else for a while so your brain can reconnect sleeping with safety."

"So you're saying I should temporarily move in with someone else?"

Joe nodded. "I'd recommend Xisuma, since you'd feel the most safe with him, he is the admin after all."

Grian's mind flashed back to his promise with Booky. A pang of anxiety whisked through him, but he pushed it away. Booky or no Booky, Joe was right. He'd feel the safest with the Admin.

"Alright. I'll go talk to him later." Grian answered, nodding.

Joe smiled. "Good. The next thing would be that you worry about your 'outbursts', right? In this case, you need to remember the reason your magic took over. In both the scenario with the Atrium and the one in Hermitville, you were feeling threatened, whether it was by someone else, or your own anxiety."

"So, those incidents were because my brain was trying to protect me?" Grian asked.

Joe nodded. "Over time, you'll naturally figure out how to control your emotions again, but until then, be mindful of your surroundings, and if you see something that could set you off, or make you feel threatened, or if you feel a panic attack coming on, don't hesitate to take a break."

"That's a bit of a relief." Grian smiled.

"And the last bit is your anxiety and your paranoia." Joe stood up and gestured for Grian to do the same. "Before we address those, let's take a walk."

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Grian glanced around at all the shops. The shopping district looked much bigger from the ground, and Grian cracked a smile as he spotted his travelling cart. He'd have to restock it sometime. He and Joe had walked around pretty much the entire island by then. It was calming, to say the least.

Joe led him over to the stock exchange and equipped his own Elytra, pulling out a couple rockets. Grian readied his own wings and the two flew up, landing safely on the starting platform for Grian's Elytra Course.

Grian looked over the large expanse of markets and buildings.

"What a view, hm?" Joe sat down next to him, dangling his feet over the side of the platform. "Say Grian, how are you feeling. Like, right now?"

Grian blinked. "I feel... I feel fine. Like, for real this time."

Joe smiled. "Anxiety is only prominent if you let it be. You can't push it away, but you can find healthy distractions, such as taking a walk, or finding something to look forward to. As long as you take some time to say 'I am here, and I am okay', you'll find yourself happier."

"That's... Some good advice!" Grian felt a genuine smile creep onto his face.

"And as for the paranoia, well, that's tied to your anxiety. Just remember, you are safe right now. Nothing's going to change that." Joe patted Grian on the shoulder. "And that's about it for today."

"Really?" Grian perked up.

Joe nodded. "Want to meet again next week?"

Grian nodded, grinning.

Joe laughed warmly. "That's the spirit. Now, how about you try out your Elytra course? I know how much you love flying, and no-one's really seen your new wings in action."

Grian gave an enthusiastic nod, unfurled his wings, and fell off the platform backwards. "Thanks Joe!" he called as he feel through the first hoop, pulling up just in time.

Joe watched as Grian sped through the hoops in the distance. It would take time, but Grian was already becoming his old self again, this time for real. He pulled out his communicator and sent a quick text to Xisuma.

Joehillssays: Hey Xisuma, I was wondering if Grian could temporarily move in with you. He's having trouble sleeping, and I think it would be the best option.

Xisumavoid: That'd be fine, but right now I'm working with Iskall and Scar on a certain project that requires pulling a few all-nighters. Perhaps he could stay with Mumbo for a week or so?

Mumbo Jumbo: It's fine with me, I'm kinda busy at Area 77 at the moment. Found something weird around Grain's camper.

Grian: Who's this Grain character?!

Mumbo Jumbo: *Grian

Grian: lol

Joehillssays: Don't text while flying Grian

Grian: Look behind you

Joe turned around, and of course, Grian was sitting on top of the final hoop, grinning mischievously.

"Well, that was fast." Joe noted.

Grian hopped off. "Well, I'm gonna head over to the poultry cave and- uh, get Poultry Man. Yeah." He laughed and hopped off the platform. "Again, bye Joe!"

Joe stood up as the Fae flew in the direction of his base. Yep, definitely going back to his old self.

Joe cracked a smile as Grian- sorry, Poultry Man flew out of the top of Grian's base and headed in the direction of Cleo's ship.

And a lone author has no clue how to end a chapter lol pretend I ended it well XD

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Here's some fluff :D Also, my update schedule for FoF is a bit wonky at the moment, with mother's day and finals, so bear with me.

Also, 30 chapters out of 50 already! It's been a wild ride guys.