well. when he's tapped on the shoulder, rondo startles and lifts his head... and erin see his eyes are wet with unshed tears. he was looking past her, but his vision refocuses and, after a moment, he manages a shaky smile and rubs at his eyes. ]
.... oh. Miss Erin... hi. [ softly; ] Um... sorry.
[ though his gaze flicks past her briefly, it comes back. ]
Oh, this is so not my forte. Where's the soft people when you need them.
[Unfortunately one of said soft people is the one here, and Erin looks around, pondering how easily it'd be to sneak around, and decides that fine. She'll at leat make an effort]
You're mumbling to yourself. Come on, stop moping on the beach. Let's go.
[Her modus operandi so far has been to make people move, apparently. Every single time that's been her immediate move]
[ oh... well... okay. rondo responds well to this kind of thing - being told what to do works better on him than almost anything in the world, because in his heart, he's the apprentice of the flameguard, the hardworking knight he's always been. he starts to stand, rubbing at his eyes.
he looks just past her, for a long moment, staring at something... and then shakes his head. ]
[ he follows her, looking for all the world like a lost puppy.]
...You have a house...?
[ he sounds. a little amused, a little confused... it has not occurred to rondo you could just steal one of these houses. but there's definitely appreciation on his face, as he tries very very hard to not focus on his surroundings at all. ]
[When you feel fine taking over land by force, at least. Erin leads to one of the houses, opening it easily. It's very nice and cozy inside, perfect for a breakdown]
There, have a seat. What brand of pain's got you all wobbly?
[It's blatantly clear Erin completely lacks the ability to be softer with words in the face of someone's distress]
[ listen. the softer words would be lost on him, probably? he's used to a rougher hand, so there's something kind of comforting about the sass. it actually reminds him of richard, a little, and he smiles, tired and soft, not quite there. ]
Mm... I just - I started feeling a little strange after the tea. [ his gaze briefly tracks past erin, to something behind her. ] I... thought I heard someone familiar.
[Erin has been subtly glancing behind her whenever Rondo looks behind her, but this time she gives a more noticeable glance because really, it's making her more nervous. She can hear hallucinations of her own, but she's coping. Forcing herself to cope, but she's doing it. Rondo's way of glancing behind her is straining her]
Someone's voice from home?
[That's what it's been like for her, yeah. Very familiar voices]
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well. when he's tapped on the shoulder, rondo startles and lifts his head... and erin see his eyes are wet with unshed tears. he was looking past her, but his vision refocuses and, after a moment, he manages a shaky smile and rubs at his eyes. ]
.... oh. Miss Erin... hi. [ softly; ] Um... sorry.
[ though his gaze flicks past her briefly, it comes back. ]
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Oh, this is so not my forte. Where's the soft people when you need them.
[Unfortunately one of said soft people is the one here, and Erin looks around, pondering how easily it'd be to sneak around, and decides that fine. She'll at leat make an effort]
You're mumbling to yourself. Come on, stop moping on the beach. Let's go.
[Her modus operandi so far has been to make people move, apparently. Every single time that's been her immediate move]
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he looks just past her, for a long moment, staring at something... and then shakes his head. ]
...um...okay. Where...?
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[It probably will be easier to handle if they're both in a more comfortable place. The house she stole should be fine, she figures]
Can't be leaving you here alone, you know that.
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...You have a house...?
[ he sounds. a little amused, a little confused... it has not occurred to rondo you could just steal one of these houses. but there's definitely appreciation on his face, as he tries very very hard to not focus on his surroundings at all. ]
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[When you feel fine taking over land by force, at least. Erin leads to one of the houses, opening it easily. It's very nice and cozy inside, perfect for a breakdown]
There, have a seat. What brand of pain's got you all wobbly?
[It's blatantly clear Erin completely lacks the ability to be softer with words in the face of someone's distress]
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Mm... I just - I started feeling a little strange after the tea. [ his gaze briefly tracks past erin, to something behind her. ] I... thought I heard someone familiar.
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Someone's voice from home?
[That's what it's been like for her, yeah. Very familiar voices]
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[ he says, softly - a little belatedly, forcing his gaze back to her face. ]
I can see him - he's been with us the whole time.
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Ugh, go away! We're trying to have a conversation here!
[Some people are so rude, stop bothering Rondo. Erin turns her head back to Rondo]
Who is it?