[STOP THAT. I'm not even PLAYING A CHARACTER WHO WOULD EXACTLY SCOLD HER ABOUT THIS. Listen, sometimes you cope by wanting to shut off the feeling parts.
HE JUST HOLDS HER HAND WHILE SHE DISASSOCIATES, I GUESS. I hate them.]
...The bathroom with a few others. I thought it would be quiet enough to use it before bed, but apparently everyone else had the same idea.
[AAAAAAAAAAAAA, her co-dependence. That's fair... after seeing a dude somehow have a massive heart attack right before being knocked unconscious.]
Okay.
[This isn't gonna keep them from dying potentially, but he does not say that. He doesn't even THINK it in case everything is rudely broadcast between brains.]
[EVERY KEPT ACCUSING HIM, ESPECIALLY THE TWO PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY ENDED UP DEAD TCH!!!!!!!!!!
This is understandable. He's frowning, but he nods.]
I'll see if I can talk to him, though I can't guarantee any sort of reconciliation. [Scien is so mean and for what because he's a stupid drunk.] You should try to rest and find something to focus on. You'll be with Temenos?
Don't babysit him. He's a grown man. [listen she likes scien she thinks he's funny but also if he won't take care of himself because dahut is dead she's like then perish.]
... I'll be with Temenos. [she says, and just the mention of rest makes another little punched out exhaustion hit her. christ.] Or I'll be here.
[she agrees, which feels weird, but like. whatever, who knows what the fuck her body is doing. when he lets go, she moves past him to open the door - it's fluid and instinctive, but she never really takes her eye off him, never shows her back.
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HE JUST HOLDS HER HAND WHILE SHE DISASSOCIATES, I GUESS. I hate them.]
...The bathroom with a few others. I thought it would be quiet enough to use it before bed, but apparently everyone else had the same idea.
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she really will just stand here and hold his hand. it's not so bad.]
... Well, you couldn't have known the doors were going to lock. [they sure didn't!] Does that mean you passed out on the floor?
[viktor,]
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[SHE CAN FEEL HIM BEING SHEEPISHLY HELPLESS AT THE LAST PART.]
Um... Next Thursday's jump... I will be prepared?
[Praying this doesn't happen again next Thursday.]
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comes out of her depressive state to mother hen the fuck out of him]
Next Thursday's jump... [she repeats, and then:] Hm. Stay close.
[strap in bitch we're using the buddy system for the rest of our lives]
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Okay.
[This isn't gonna keep them from dying potentially, but he does not say that. He doesn't even THINK it in case everything is rudely broadcast between brains.]
Have you seen Scien?
[Dahut....... their donut.]
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and then:] He was also there last night.
I've seen him today. He... is as he ever is. [just with like 2% more rage]
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This is understandable. He's frowning, but he nods.]
I'll see if I can talk to him, though I can't guarantee any sort of reconciliation. [Scien is so mean and for what because he's a stupid drunk.] You should try to rest and find something to focus on. You'll be with Temenos?
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Don't babysit him. He's a grown man. [listen she likes scien she thinks he's funny but also if he won't take care of himself because dahut is dead she's like then perish.]
... I'll be with Temenos. [she says, and just the mention of rest makes another little punched out exhaustion hit her. christ.] Or I'll be here.
[at their room]
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[Who does he look like, Dahut? DAHUT 😭😭 FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SIT BACK UP TOMORROW WHO WILL TAKE CARE OF THAT MAN.
In before Dana is the killer because I have no trust.
He gives her hand a small squeeze.]
Both. He can stay inside with you if you want. I will come back as soon as I can. You can... ah... write me? If you need to.
[Has to remember Arcane doesn't have texting.]
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anyway, he squeezes her hand, and she instinctively squeezes back.]
I don't like using the function. [she mutters, but.] ... I'll contact you if I need to. You do the same.
[she probably really is going to go in and sleep in a locked room. she feels like ass, because she hasn't felt like she can relax since the lockdown.]
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He is reluctant because she is shutting down, but he slowly frees her hand from his grip.]
I will. I am glad you're not hurt. I'll be right back.
[Gonna come back and tuck her in.]
You look like you could use a vacation.
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[she agrees, which feels weird, but like. whatever, who knows what the fuck her body is doing. when he lets go, she moves past him to open the door - it's fluid and instinctive, but she never really takes her eye off him, never shows her back.
and then:]
Be careful.