Not as much of a party if you're stuck here alone, though, is it? [ he is a little startled by that - donkeys?? hot dogs?? what?? ] ...It's just the sim room, though. Even if something like that happens, it'll be fine once you turn it off.
[ probably...? he hopes?
he won't dwell too much on that, instead offering her a little smile. ]
Right. Yes. Right. [Forgot about that for a moment there.] You're just so practical.
[That little smile goes a long way. Rosamund's not in the best of spirits, even with the liquor and the good company and the mixed bag of memories. Very little is wiping the black ichor of Eunhyuk's eyes from her mind. The smell of his blood, the thorn arrow chaffing in her palm.
But Kazuki is here. By his choice. Not out of politeness, or obligation. So often here she's chasing people down, wedging herself into the spaces between them. What do people need? What would they like? Is there any way she can help?
Here, he tells her the offer isn't needed, because it's already been granted. Rosamund smiles too then. Her eyes well anew with tears.
And she winds her arms around him, chin at his shoulder and angling the thorns at her middle away. She has to be careful there, she's hurt him once before.]
Thank you. Kazuki. [There's a sniff, soft and slightly less miserable than the rest she's had today.] I'm so glad you feel that way too.
Still good to know, though. I might've freaked out if I sprouted fur or something without warning.
[ ha ha.
there's a moment where he's worried that he's said the wrong thing. rosamund's eyes turn watery, even with that smile, and kazuki is immediately ready to try and smooth it over. making assumptions has gotten him into trouble before. it wouldn't be a surprise if it happened here, too, especially after a day like today.
...but she hugs him instead, and he breathes a soft sigh of relief as he returns the gesture, careful of his injuries and the briars. ]
No thanks necessary. This is what friends are for.
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[ probably...? he hopes?
he won't dwell too much on that, instead offering her a little smile. ]
You mean we weren't already?
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[That little smile goes a long way. Rosamund's not in the best of spirits, even with the liquor and the good company and the mixed bag of memories. Very little is wiping the black ichor of Eunhyuk's eyes from her mind. The smell of his blood, the thorn arrow chaffing in her palm.
But Kazuki is here. By his choice. Not out of politeness, or obligation. So often here she's chasing people down, wedging herself into the spaces between them. What do people need? What would they like? Is there any way she can help?
Here, he tells her the offer isn't needed, because it's already been granted. Rosamund smiles too then. Her eyes well anew with tears.
And she winds her arms around him, chin at his shoulder and angling the thorns at her middle away. She has to be careful there, she's hurt him once before.]
Thank you. Kazuki. [There's a sniff, soft and slightly less miserable than the rest she's had today.] I'm so glad you feel that way too.
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[ ha ha.
there's a moment where he's worried that he's said the wrong thing. rosamund's eyes turn watery, even with that smile, and kazuki is immediately ready to try and smooth it over. making assumptions has gotten him into trouble before. it wouldn't be a surprise if it happened here, too, especially after a day like today.
...but she hugs him instead, and he breathes a soft sigh of relief as he returns the gesture, careful of his injuries and the briars. ]
No thanks necessary. This is what friends are for.