[ those few hours are spent... very much putting her mind from anything related to the cautious step towards him, at a careful distance but more than a lingering glance that darts away, and malkuth would be lying if her heart didn't jump into her throat when he finally replies. ]
Nope! I've just... been checking in on the people I know who went to Busan, that's all.
Sorry about your lost mark, by the way. If it helps any, I'm pretty sure ours would've escaped too if it hadn't fallen into the city the way it did.
[ ... they aren't even in the same room and she feels like she's suffocating, a little. should she have let him decide when it's enough time? she should have. but she had wanted to make sure he was alright, too. ]
Not really, but also kind of? I pushed myself too hard and ended up losing control for a bit, hurt some people who did and didn't deserve it, and also I broke my arm unrelated to that. That's the "kind of" part, because I'm pretty excited to experience a broken arm.
[ the only person in all the world who'd see a brightside to it. she squeezes her good hand tight. would it be too much to she say misses him, actually? right now, maybe, it would be. patience. patience, so hard to come by. ]
entirely my fault I wasn't paying attention and some rubble caught me! And I just wasn't managing myself right with the losing control thing -- I came down from one of my more dangerous Abnormalities and just sort of, well, tipped over from there. I'm okay now. A friend calmed me down.
[He is pinching his nose give him. A good moment. Jesus Carmen Christ.]
[(Part of him wonders if this is partially his fault, irrationally, before he supplies logic and understanding that this would've happened regardless if he was around. Malkuth is Like That.)]
[But should he? Is it worth it? He wanted his distance. He imposed it on himself, another shackle to wear. He didn't push himself to go see the children, after everything.]
[He didn't think he deserved that.]
[He types one answer. Deletes it. Types another. And another. He struggles a bit, biting into his lip, before he just settles on:]
[ she really shouldn't have asked him. she feels like shrinking into her cot and disappearing. how to get someone to hate you in three texts or less. she tries not to reply immediately when she gets it, waiting half an hour before it comes. ]
You can drop it off with March if that's easier. She's been hovering over me a lot lately anyway, since she wants to make sure I rest. I know she won't mind.
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Nope! I've just... been checking in on the people I know who went to Busan, that's all.
Sorry about your lost mark, by the way. If it helps any, I'm pretty sure ours would've escaped too if it hadn't fallen into the city the way it did.
[ ... they aren't even in the same room and she feels like she's suffocating, a little. should she have let him decide when it's enough time? she should have. but she had wanted to make sure he was alright, too. ]
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[.....]
[He misses her, he does, and its hard. It so hard to do this over text, and not see her, and not reach over for her hand, and-]
[He has to bite back on it. He can't have such things.]
are you alright?
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Not really, but also kind of? I pushed myself too hard and ended up losing control for a bit, hurt some people who did and didn't deserve it, and also I broke my arm unrelated to that. That's the "kind of" part, because I'm pretty excited to experience a broken arm.
[ the only person in all the world who'd see a brightside to it. she squeezes her good hand tight. would it be too much to she say misses him, actually? right now, maybe, it would be. patience. patience, so hard to come by. ]
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that goes all straight out the window as he rushes to text back, furious.]
you WHAT
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Which part, Vergilius?
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entirely my fault I wasn't paying attention and some rubble caught me! And I just wasn't managing myself right with the losing control thing -- I came down from one of my more dangerous Abnormalities and just sort of, well, tipped over from there. I'm okay now. A friend calmed me down.
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[(Part of him wonders if this is partially his fault, irrationally, before he supplies logic and understanding that this would've happened regardless if he was around. Malkuth is Like That.)]
why do you do this to yourself
are you being treated. did you get treated
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Yes, yes, you worrywart. I'm bed-bound until further notice.
[ ... ]
Wanna visit?
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[He wants to.]
[But should he? Is it worth it? He wanted his distance. He imposed it on himself, another shackle to wear. He didn't push himself to go see the children, after everything.]
[He didn't think he deserved that.]
[He types one answer. Deletes it. Types another. And another. He struggles a bit, biting into his lip, before he just settles on:]
i don't know, malkuth
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Okay! Well, anytime then. My door is always open whenever.
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[And then, finally, with some mite of reluctance, he replies:]
i'll drop something off later. maybe. but i won't stay long
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You can drop it off with March if that's easier. She's been hovering over me a lot lately anyway, since she wants to make sure I rest. I know she won't mind.
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[Then again, he wasn't completely on board, either.]
[He's still weak for her, even now.]
if you say so.
please rest
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can't have that, like picking at a scab. this was, too. her chest aches and she forces herself to exhale. ]
Take care, Vergilius.
[ the rest unspoken. ]
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[He wishes he could hear her say it. But that's just hypocrisy speaking, right?]
take care, miss malkuth