well, because it wasn't a choice really but it was a mess of strohl's making, but he says nothing, and if he feels some kind of way about it, he will be keeping that to himself. for as much as he does worry so deeply for his team, for as badly as he wants to be with haru and the others at the moment, it doesn't superscede the fact that he knows this, right here, is where he should be. they should all be together on the other side, still, but - well. they're all together here.
so. he hums in agreement to hulkenberg's statement, and loosens a little as vi starts to shy away verbally, only because he knows what that's like. there's empathy there, in his emotions, but he keeps it quiet. ]
Don't need to do anything. [ it's never a need, it's a want. ] I'm sorry you've been stuck over here with this many clowns for so long, honestly.
[ there's a pause, and then - she turns her hand over. stops squeezing the sink so hard so that she can hold hulkenberg's hand in her own. that works. she isn't ready to let go of all the tension yet, but she can lean on them a little. it makes her feel a little less desperately lonely, having them on either side. pack animals, the lot of them.
a slow sigh, and then: ]
Made it fine. Not everybody here is awful. [ she's okay.
she shifts to take strohl's hand, too. ]
Are you guys okay?
[ because she knows them watching everything on this side is hard, especially when you're not used to it. ]
[ you'll catch strays until she's beaten the guilt out of you, metaphorically or literally.
vi asks after them, though. it makes her feel a fondness in her chest. ]
'Tis fine enough. [ she has to consider the past week for a moment. the cyoa, the murder night, the trial. execution. the chaos of everything feels the same, leaving her exasperated as always, frustrated in some respects, but... ] I would have liked to change how Sunday went, but I've made it fine, too.
[ what's done is done, in all respects. so she's decided that all they can do is keep moving forward, chaining themselves together like this by the hands. there's still good people, here, and day by day they get closer to leaving this place.
[ like, he won't lie. it'd be strange if he didn't - strohl's not really the type to hide, anyway. just about anyone can see that he wears his heart on his sleeve, emotionshare or otherwise. he lets vi take his hand, and gives hers a little squeeze of his own. ]
But, it's done my heart good to be here, in many respects. There are things I can experience here I'd have missed out there, and vice versa. [ things like bonding with vi, havin the conversations they desperately needed to have. things like being here, when rosamund arrived. things like keeping guard over her on a night where she was terrified she'd lose herself and attack someone for a new reason entirely, and staying awake of his own volition. morale boosters.
and of course, the little moments like this, too. wrestling with vi over strohl jr, doing stupid things with hulkenberg. it's not perfect, but it's theirs. ]
Makes me even more determined to break loose, though. Looking forward to that.
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well, because it wasn't a choice really but it was a mess of strohl's making, but he says nothing, and if he feels some kind of way about it, he will be keeping that to himself. for as much as he does worry so deeply for his team, for as badly as he wants to be with haru and the others at the moment, it doesn't superscede the fact that he knows this, right here, is where he should be. they should all be together on the other side, still, but - well. they're all together here.
so. he hums in agreement to hulkenberg's statement, and loosens a little as vi starts to shy away verbally, only because he knows what that's like. there's empathy there, in his emotions, but he keeps it quiet. ]
Don't need to do anything. [ it's never a need, it's a want. ] I'm sorry you've been stuck over here with this many clowns for so long, honestly.
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a slow sigh, and then: ]
Made it fine. Not everybody here is awful. [ she's okay.
she shifts to take strohl's hand, too. ]
Are you guys okay?
[ because she knows them watching everything on this side is hard, especially when you're not used to it. ]
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vi asks after them, though. it makes her feel a fondness in her chest. ]
'Tis fine enough. [ she has to consider the past week for a moment. the cyoa, the murder night, the trial. execution. the chaos of everything feels the same, leaving her exasperated as always, frustrated in some respects, but... ] I would have liked to change how Sunday went, but I've made it fine, too.
[ what's done is done, in all respects. so she's decided that all they can do is keep moving forward, chaining themselves together like this by the hands. there's still good people, here, and day by day they get closer to leaving this place.
it'll be fine. ]
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[ like, he won't lie. it'd be strange if he didn't - strohl's not really the type to hide, anyway. just about anyone can see that he wears his heart on his sleeve, emotionshare or otherwise. he lets vi take his hand, and gives hers a little squeeze of his own. ]
But, it's done my heart good to be here, in many respects. There are things I can experience here I'd have missed out there, and vice versa. [ things like bonding with vi, havin the conversations they desperately needed to have. things like being here, when rosamund arrived. things like keeping guard over her on a night where she was terrified she'd lose herself and attack someone for a new reason entirely, and staying awake of his own volition. morale boosters.
and of course, the little moments like this, too. wrestling with vi over strohl jr, doing stupid things with hulkenberg. it's not perfect, but it's theirs. ]
Makes me even more determined to break loose, though. Looking forward to that.