[ it sucks do you want to trade for a while being a big baby is really bad in this economy
he just kind of stands there for a second, barely cognizant of the fact that he's crying, before he brings his hands up and presses the heels of them to his eyes, sucking in a deep breath. ]
I... I should be saying that to you, I... [ there's a reach for his composure, as he presses his hands to eyes, harder, and says in the softest, tiniest voice, instead: ] ...I didn't even get to say goodbye.
We weren't... as close as many of you assume we are. Nothing like the folks from Baldur's Gate as a collective, or either pair of exorcists...
[ He and Marina BARELY know each other longer than they've both known the rest of this game, but still. It was a pretty harrowing three days in Termina, and they did go through some nonsense together. It's complicated and he doesn't know how to feel, but Rondo's relationship with her is something more concrete in his eyes. ]
...No, neither did I. The last night was the first time we spent separated.
[ there's a tiny - a tiny little laugh, wet, but it's humorless and just kind of miserable, as he nods. ]
Ours... ours too. [ me counting back on my fingers like we have curfewed together ever week truly on accident and/or on purpose! AMAZING. ] We... were going to, we had plans, to...
[ to spend curfew together? to read for the last hour. to just... spend more time together as a whole. gone, now. gone like her plans of the future. a little shop, far away. gone, now. ]
anyway he's managed to like. compose himself a little bit more by the time daan gets back, though he's just kind of turning the pink ribbon around his wrist in circles, just for something to do with his hands. he looks grateful when he returns with the water, exhausted, and takes it, though he doesn't drink it right away. ]
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he just kind of stands there for a second, barely cognizant of the fact that he's crying, before he brings his hands up and presses the heels of them to his eyes, sucking in a deep breath. ]
I... I should be saying that to you, I... [ there's a reach for his composure, as he presses his hands to eyes, harder, and says in the softest, tiniest voice, instead: ] ...I didn't even get to say goodbye.
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[ He and Marina BARELY know each other longer than they've both known the rest of this game, but still. It was a pretty harrowing three days in Termina, and they did go through some nonsense together. It's complicated and he doesn't know how to feel, but Rondo's relationship with her is something more concrete in his eyes. ]
...No, neither did I. The last night was the first time we spent separated.
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Ours... ours too. [ me counting back on my fingers like we have curfewed together ever week truly on accident and/or on purpose! AMAZING. ] We... were going to, we had plans, to...
[ to spend curfew together? to read for the last hour. to just... spend more time together as a whole. gone, now. gone like her plans of the future. a little shop, far away. gone, now. ]
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[ Meanwhile, Daan, rawdogging it out in the goddamn woods, ]
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[ he rubs his wrist across his eyes, trying to calm down. ]
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anyway he's managed to like. compose himself a little bit more by the time daan gets back, though he's just kind of turning the pink ribbon around his wrist in circles, just for something to do with his hands. he looks grateful when he returns with the water, exhausted, and takes it, though he doesn't drink it right away. ]
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Keep holding it and it'll get lukewarm, which isn't going to help you feel any more refreshed.
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[ he mumbles, almost a tiny joke - coping in these terrible times, but... numbly, he will take the water and drink it. ]
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[ And small physical boons will help a lot more than people realise.
For Daan that is smoking I guess. ]
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vibe check: its bad!!! ]
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