Isabel Lovelace

[rosebleed]

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[thematics]

... The woods sound nice. Nicer than a tower, anyway. To me.

[rosebleed]

They are, sometimes. [The tower was bittersweet, and the woods could be dangerous. But the latter held more promise.

She lets the silence trickle between them for a moment. Then stops beating around the bush.]

Did you know them very well? Eunhyuk, or Viktor?

[thematics]

[ ... ]

... No. Didn't talk to either of them much. Or at all, in Viktor's case.

[rosebleed]

I didn't either. [She glances away, picking at the folds of her skirt.] I spoke to Viktor a few times, but never for long. And Eunhyuk...barely told me anything about himself.

[And yet she'd been drawn to him. Can't deny that now, not to herself nor to anyone who'd been watching earlier.]

He was very kind to me, but he didn't ever explain anything. Or let me know what he was dealing with, or why he had to be so secretive.

Are men just like that?

[thematics]

No. Some men don't shut the hell up. Others die with their secrets. It really depends on the person.

[ but ]

... But it's still—normal. To miss people you could have learned more about.

[rosebleed]

[That draws a laugh from her. She covers her mouth with dainty fingers, even if the sound itself is scarcely audible.]

You're right, I forgot how noisy some men can be.

[Pouring some out for her dear sweet friends right now.]

You really think so? [She looks to the older woman, still sheepish, still miserable, but with a hint of placidity. More calm than she had been to start, for certain.] I don't know that it'll be the last time we have to lose someone on board. But...I hope it's the last time we feel like strangers.

[thematics]

Biggest problem with a quiet type here is that something could happen before they break open. It takes time, and we just... don't necessarily have it.

[ okay that thought stopped being comforting half way through. good work. ]

It's probably not the last. But hey. We'll bond through the trauma.