[he's in the pleasure gardens, sitting on a bench somewhere. he has both arms again! but it also looks like he's crying. when he sees someone else approaching, he wipes at his eyes quickly, taking a breath.]
I meant to stay with her last night... It just seemed pretty full in there, so we split off. [he wishes he didn't, now, but he takes a breath.] How was she doing?
She was her usual self. [A beat.] I'm glad that she had a night where she might have a bit of fun. But...Oh Rupert, I'm very sorry. But the moments before aren't the measure of a friendship, okay?
You may not have been with her last night, but you've been with her this whole time. Please don't berate yourself for it.
w4 friday
Rosamund - hey.
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[She offers him a small smile. Eyes flicking to the arm, surprised. Her hair is damp by the way, but the rest of her is fine. Physically, anyway.]
It's okay, you know. I'm sorry to walk in on you.
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[taking a breath]
You can stay if you want to. [...] What happened to your hair?
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[Because she would. Want to. It would be disgraceful to walk away from him when he's in this state.]
...I was curfewing at the pool. Maya was there. We all woke up soaked. Maybe something splashed on us.
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[pausing, taking a breath.]
I meant to stay with her last night... It just seemed pretty full in there, so we split off. [he wishes he didn't, now, but he takes a breath.] How was she doing?
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She was her usual self. [A beat.] I'm glad that she had a night where she might have a bit of fun. But...Oh Rupert, I'm very sorry. But the moments before aren't the measure of a friendship, okay?
You may not have been with her last night, but you've been with her this whole time. Please don't berate yourself for it.
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[honestly, even if he doesn't quite make eye contact.]
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[Though she doesn't quite believe it. Rosamund watches him a moment, debating.]
Rupert, would you like a hug?
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...I'd really, really like a hug.
[shakes you down though!!]
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But oh. Sweet boy. Rosamund smiles, a little teary eyed as she moves in and envelopes him in a soft and warm hug.]
Honestly? Me too.
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I hate it here.
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We all do. And I'm sorry that you have to go through this all again.