anyway, you can find karlach on the beach. she's slamming something into a tree over and over and over again. it looks like a piece of furniture or something. it doesn't matter what it is she's just beating the shit out of a tree.]
[she is not going to hit him because then i'd have to actually drown her
she doesn't hear him though, completely lost in her rage. barbarians! in fact, she's going to throw whatever it is she's holding in the opposite direction and just beat the tree with her fists! owie.
[his voice startles her - she jumps when she hears him, turning to look. and when she sees him hurrying towards her, she staggers back a few steps, and then growls:]
[he hesitates, but-- then he moves a little closer. he's being cautious, not getting too near to her for the moment; just as close as it seems safe to be, before he sits, too.]
[it's just - she's not the only one, nobody wants to see a kid die. but karma dying is especially fucked to her because yes, he was a brat, but clearly he was just acting out. and she has a huge soft spot for kids.
after she holds her hand out, he finally settles right next to her, arms wrapping around her. he's smaller, so this is more like just tucking himself against her, but... hopefully that's good enough.]
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anyway, you can find karlach on the beach. she's slamming something into a tree over and over and over again. it looks like a piece of furniture or something. it doesn't matter what it is she's just beating the shit out of a tree.]
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[he calls out before coming closer just so she doesn't like, swing backward as he approaches on accident...
mathis is not a loud little guy though.]
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she doesn't hear him though, completely lost in her rage. barbarians! in fact, she's going to throw whatever it is she's holding in the opposite direction and just beat the tree with her fists! owie.
also, she's on fire.]
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he's hurrying closer, after that.]
Karlach!
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No - stop, don't get close!
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Y-you're...
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[she wouldn't, it's not possible here, but it frightens her anyway. a beat, as she brings her hand up to her engine, expression pained.]
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[or is it just- emotional pain.]
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[grinds that out.]
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[this is all he's got, ok.]
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[a beat, and she'll just abruptly sit.]
Gimme a second.
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[he hesitates, but-- then he moves a little closer. he's being cautious, not getting too near to her for the moment; just as close as it seems safe to be, before he sits, too.]
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and then, finally:]
Fuck. Ow.
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[it definitely seems like it's hitting her particularly hard, this time.]
Can I help-?
[even if it's just a hug, once she's less on fire.]
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another deep breath.
and then she holds out a hand. yeah. hugs.]
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after she holds her hand out, he finally settles right next to her, arms wrapping around her. he's smaller, so this is more like just tucking himself against her, but... hopefully that's good enough.]
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[she says after a while, face buried in his hair. it is good, having him in a hug like this. the touch always grounds her more than anything.]
If I scared you.
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[he's clinging a little bit tighter.]
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[but that's a weak joke, she's not being serious.]
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[IT'S JUST SO REFLEXIVE,,]
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[BUDDY]
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[barely manages not to apologize again but he did it]
I mean... I'll, um. I'll stay for a while, if... you need me to...
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[she says, exhausted.]
You haven't got to stay if you don't want.
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[she was there for him. he-- he wants to do the same.]
Tomorrow is... i-it's going to be difficult, so I don't... want you to have to be alone before we have to...
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[she brings a hand up, petting his hair.]
... Thank you. [because he's right. she doesn't want to be alone. not even a little.]
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