[she bonks her forehead against his. maybe a little hard, like she's trying to headbutt some sense into him.
she knows he won't just take her words and change his mind immediately, because she wouldn't either. that's okay. this is the first time in a really long time that she feels like it's worth it to say it over and over again.]
I think... [she starts, and then stops. tries again.] You saw... you saw Gloreth. And Ballister.
[this is hard. these are words she can barely force out, because they're the sharpest, most painful parts of her, but she trusts him with them.]
I didn't realize until I saw the thing turn into you that it's worse when the person that's leaving doesn't want to hurt you. [so. she knows. she knows he didn't want her hurt.]
[ ow. he's looking SO sulky at the mini headbutt but it seems to work on refocusing him, hilariously enough. he only responds to violence.
he's frowning at the mention of gloreth and ballister, because they are on his permanent shit list, but he gets the point. he really does. ]
... I'm okay. [ he'll reiterate that, because she saw him die, and he... is dead, but not yet. he promised her not yet. but, also: ] I hate that you can say that. Like this is the first time anyone's never not wanted to hurt you. They're stupid.
[ he's sounding a little heated even if "stupid" is the best insult he came up with on the spot. ]
I don't have a barrel to dunk you in. [ it's still a little teasing. he likes it better when she laughs, but also he's a little serious she definitely should get cleaned off. ] ... At least wipe it with something so you stop being two-toned.
[ pink and purple is too glimmer and not nimona enough ]
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she knows he won't just take her words and change his mind immediately, because she wouldn't either. that's okay. this is the first time in a really long time that she feels like it's worth it to say it over and over again.]
I think... [she starts, and then stops. tries again.] You saw... you saw Gloreth. And Ballister.
[this is hard. these are words she can barely force out, because they're the sharpest, most painful parts of her, but she trusts him with them.]
I didn't realize until I saw the thing turn into you that it's worse when the person that's leaving doesn't want to hurt you. [so. she knows. she knows he didn't want her hurt.]
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he's frowning at the mention of gloreth and ballister, because they are on his permanent shit list, but he gets the point. he really does. ]
... I'm okay. [ he'll reiterate that, because she saw him die, and he... is dead, but not yet. he promised her not yet. but, also: ] I hate that you can say that. Like this is the first time anyone's never not wanted to hurt you. They're stupid.
[ he's sounding a little heated even if "stupid" is the best insult he came up with on the spot. ]
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anyway.] It kinda is. [she says, finally, but.] They're stupid.
[agreed. some people have suggested that maybe she try to forgive ballister and she was like no.]
... I'm okay too. We're both okay. [for now.]
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... Yeah. You look like hell, though. [ your GLOOP. he tries to wipe it again ] What even is this stuff?
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... Do we have time to hose you off? [ it's gluuuue ]
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that actually makes her laugh a little, in a stupid way.]
Hose me off. I guess. I don't really want to get wet but. [she hurts all over... her cuts...]
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[ pink and purple is too glimmer and not nimona enough ]
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Ugh, fine. [makes a face at him.] ... I can try to go to the penthouse before curfew and clean up, I guess. Do you need more bandages?
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Maybe. [ idle like he has no fuckin idea. useless ] ... We can get some for both of us.
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Okay. [a beat. she'll finally just... slowly pull away from him but not far.] You're - we're going to the same place, right? When the doors lock.
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Yeah. I was planning to be.
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