14. marmoreal

[exnihilo]

[Private to Iris and Simon, text]

thank you for trying


[Private to Mal, text]

What happened to you?

[After you saw me.]


[Private to Luna, voice]

Do you like pancakes?


[Spam for Mickey, Helena, Cassel, and Stephen]

[Sometime in the night, she breaks into their cabins, quietly. She just wants to watch for a while. Just wants to see that they're okay. If they wake, they might find her perched nearby, scribbling in a notebook. Or maybe just staring, small and still, chin on her knees.]

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[americasdirtiest]

[He lets go again and hugs his bare knees loosely, staring down the steps into the warm living room below.]

It's... yeah.

[It's the difference, he thinks with a shudder, between not fighting because you don't want to and not fighting because you can't. But he doesn't say that, or anything else; he's not sure what else to say. Maybe the silence, mournful but companionable, is enough.]