catchall nimona

[selfimmolation]

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[sharkgirl]

[heughh]

Yeah. [...] None of them hesitated to help that me. And it wasn't even real.

[you've been alone a long time, haven't you?

and now she isn't. and now she has this little group of people who just told her i wouldn't leave you behind, and she hates to cling to that, because what if it breaks, like everything else, but what if she didn't let it?]

[selfimmolation]

... Of course they didn't. [ he gets why it shocks her, he does, which is why he puts a hand over the hat he forced on her ] Those guys probably didn't even have to think about it.

[sharkgirl]

[fucked up! that's fucked up!! why would they put themselves in danger for her!!!

but. you know. he puts his hand on her head, on the hat she really likes wearing, and she just... exhales.]

... I didn't think about it either. [jumping to his defense, today. she just did it.]

[selfimmolation]

... Yeah. Kind of what happens when you care about people. [ it's not a tease, just. a little wry. ]

[sharkgirl]

[yeah, but that's scary. :\]

I don't. [she says, clinging to ace like he's going to vanish]

[selfimmolation]

[ lets her cling, though he huffs a bit at that answer ]

Sure. [ looks out at the ocean some more, gripping the. rooftop railing sure that is a thing that can exist ] Hey, Nimona...

[sharkgirl]

[a pause, and then:]

Yeah? [the way he says her name makes her like, nervous.]

[selfimmolation]

[ he stays quiet for long enough for it to be uncomfortable for her probably, staring out at the ocean before he looks back down at nimona with a quick grin ]

Just wanted to say I'm glad I met you.

[sharkgirl]

[it is

absolutely uncomfortable, and he says this and gives her a quick grin and she reaches up and grabs his face and just stares at him.]

What did you do.

[selfimmolation]

[ well that makes him laugh and he gently tugs her hands off ]

Nothing, geez. Forget I said it if it's that weird.

[sharkgirl]

[she keeps looking at him, but she lets him grab her hands off his face.]

... It's not weird. [she's just not used to people saying stuff like this to her without something horrible following it]

[selfimmolation]

[ he stares right back, cocking his head ]

You sure? You're kind of acting like it is.

[sharkgirl]

[it takes her a second, because there's a lot she wants to say, but none of the stuff that would be nice or good or appropriate makes it out.]

That's the kind of thing people say when they're going to die.

[selfimmolation]

[ ah. he hesitates

then he boops the rim of the hat so it kind of shadows her eyes ]

We all might. But I've got no plans to die in this place.

[sharkgirl]

[you are not making her worry any less, ace

we all might, he says, and she reaches up to hold onto the brim of his hat with both hands. keeps her face hidden.]

... You wanna go home, right?

[selfimmolation]

I'm sure as hell not staying here. [ it's a terrible place to be actually. it sucks. ]

[sharkgirl]

Yeah, same. [she doesn't wanna be a prinny] I don't want to go back either, though.

[selfimmolation]

... That's not so surprising. Your world sounds... [ like. the worst. ] Shitty.

[sharkgirl]

It just didn't have room.

Tama told me to ask other people about their worlds and see if there was anything I liked about them.

[selfimmolation]

... Yeah? Are you going to do that?

[sharkgirl]

[she tilts her head back so she can look out over the railing.]

Eh. Maybe.

[selfimmolation]

[ looks back at the ocean himself ]

It's not the worst idea.

[sharkgirl]

I think it'd be stupid to get my hopes up.

[selfimmolation]

... I guess there's no telling if anyone could bring you with them. [ he pauses ] Though you're probably worrying about something else.

[ whether they'd want to, he guesses ]

[sharkgirl]

[she leans on the railing.]

Can't really invite yourself to someone's world without looking like a huge loser.