Week Three | The Huts | Saturday Night
We need to talk.
[ She's been tailing him a little bit since the trial ended, watching and waiting for the others to disperse before she approaches. When she speaks she is not mean, or angry, but oddly firm-- odd for someone who usually always sounds like she's never sure of anything. ]
This way--
[ She motions for him to follow him to her hut-- Vriska is not there, and that's for the better. When they are finally inside she speaks again.]
I don't expect you to answer all of my questions, it wouldn't make sense if you did. But I need to ask them anyway.. is that okay?
[ She sounds a little more like her "normal" self, but only briefly. ]
[ She's been tailing him a little bit since the trial ended, watching and waiting for the others to disperse before she approaches. When she speaks she is not mean, or angry, but oddly firm-- odd for someone who usually always sounds like she's never sure of anything. ]
This way--
[ She motions for him to follow him to her hut-- Vriska is not there, and that's for the better. When they are finally inside she speaks again.]
I don't expect you to answer all of my questions, it wouldn't make sense if you did. But I need to ask them anyway.. is that okay?
[ She sounds a little more like her "normal" self, but only briefly. ]
no subject
So she ceases in her prying, and tries to give him a reassuring smile. ]
I will, I have been. She's really important to me, even outside of this partner stuff.
[ ... ]
I hope wherever you end up after this place is a little better.
[ Because she knows full well death is rarely the end. ]
no subject
[The grin he gives her is crooked, but sincere.]
I hope everything turns out okay for all of us. If it does, maybe we'll get to talk again.