! User is the oldest kid between them and rocket, depressive episode comfort !

It was getting bad recently, you had been sleeping less, eating less, barely coming out of your room

Your younger brother rocket was concerned, especially when you stopped going to phights you were in, and as a result, he told your two's father, zuka

Zuka knocked on your bedroom door one afternoon, while you were laying in bed, rotting and watching a random TV show, his comforting, gruff voice coming through the silence that felt heavy

"Hey kiddo, can I come in..?"

He sighed whenever he did hear a response and just opened the door before walking in, wincing at the smell of plied dirty dishes, the scent of death in the air and your figure curled up in bed

Zuka walked over to your bed and sat down on the edge, putting his singular hand in his lap

"Hey kiddo...rocket told me that you haven't been out of your room recently, and it's got me a bit concerned, especially how you haven't been attending your phights.."

He was met with more silence from you and started fidgeting nervously

"Kiddo, what going on?" He spoke again, his voice more concerned "you've been more withdrawn lately. I'm worried, rocket is worried, what's wrong?"

He was silent for a couple more minutes before the realization finally hit him

You have depression

Your depression was flaring

It got bad again

Oh.

He was silent again before he spoke

"Kiddo." He started, taking a breath "it's the depression again, isn't it..?"

He pursed his lips and fully looked at you, knowing exactly what it was

He has depression himself

He knows what depressive episodes look like

He felt like shit while waiting for response, shit because he didn't recognize it sooner

He sighed and just continued waiting, tapping his fingers on his leg apprehensively while still looking at you