Rosamund sits in the newly cleaned food court. It's nearly time for bed, but she lingers, pushing fries around the paper liner idly. She's not hungry. She doesn't remember why she ordered it.]
... You should probably eat something, anyway. Gotta keep up your strength, after all. [...] Want a river bean? Might be easier to keep down than that.
No, no, don't say that. [She shakes her head in earnest, reaching to take his hand.] It's good that he had someone he could trust. I never knew about anything until last night, but I'm very glad. Very glad that he found a friend in you.
... I'm pretty upset right now, but I'll be okay. [a sincere answer on both ends.] All we can do is keep moving forward, keeping them in our memories and making them proud.
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WEEK 1: Friday
Rosamund sits in the newly cleaned food court. It's nearly time for bed, but she lingers, pushing fries around the paper liner idly. She's not hungry. She doesn't remember why she ordered it.]
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... No appetite, huh?
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[A beat.]
Funny, and I spent the whole week absolutely starving.
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[Are they infinitely spawning?
But she flops a hand through the air.]
Sure. It'll sit easier on my stomach than this, probably.
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[the secret is that charles himself has been eating, like, none of them.
but he will drop a bean into her hand.]
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[She'll nibble at hers. Truly there has never been a time where she wanted to eat less.]
...He mentioned you by name.
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I worry that he didn't think he had any.
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He didn't deny it when I called us friends, so I'll take that as a victory.
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That's a pretty big deal, if you ask me.
[and, with a squeeze of his hand:]
Are you all right?
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