mygod | pc catchall | vin

[flameguard]

the placing of these next to each other is exquisite

Comments

[flameguard]

[ his hand squeezes tighter in hers, reflexive, responding. he knows. he knows, he knows, and god, does that make it worse. a girl really feels safe, when you're around. ]

... We... we've spent every Thursday together. [ every single one. ] I... I didn't even get to tell her goodbye.

[allomantic]

It's never fair.

[but - it's even more upsetting to see someone like him hurt so badly. someone so honest and caring, who already had a very difficult week.]

Would it help to do something for her, later? Some kind of memorial.

[flameguard]

[ ... ]

We... we were. She told me that her dream was when... if she ever left Prehevil, she wanted to start a bookstore. We... we talked about... next week, when the door changes.

[ he tilts his head down, wiping his face with his other shoulder. ]

... About getting... getting all the books we'd borrowed from the library, and... setting up a library together, in the village, so... so people could still have it when this place was gone.

[allomantic]

...She was as kind as you, I see.

[it aches a little to hear that, but - she imagines that ache must be much worse for him. it feels inadequate to say this, but more inadequate to say nothing.]

I'm sorry, Rondo.

[flameguard]

[ god. it's - it helps, even just having the company helps. he turns to look at vin, eyes wet and wide, face red, just. miserable. ]

... Will you help me? Set it up. That's... that's how I want... I want to remember.

[allomantic]

Of course.

[there's no hesitation there.]