by the time he finds her she has gotten it mostly out of her system - she's clearly been crying, and she looks like she wants to lay face first down in the mud, but she's surviving. just... somewhere. curled up on the steps of something, rubbing at her chest.]
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by the time he finds her she has gotten it mostly out of her system - she's clearly been crying, and she looks like she wants to lay face first down in the mud, but she's surviving. just... somewhere. curled up on the steps of something, rubbing at her chest.]
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[he winces a little as he sits next to her, looking over to her worriedly.]
...does it hurt? Is there any way to...
[that's concerning!!]
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[she mumbles, sucking in a breath.]
It's alright, just have to ease up. Too stressed.
[slow exhale.] I'm alright. Don't worry. Just - stick me in the freezer or something.
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[how is anyone supposed to get less stressed when they're all more and more stressed out by the DAY.]
Um, both easing up and not worrying about you.
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I know. [...] But I've got to try.
How are you doing, daisychain?
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[three deaths again, probably something they missed last week, and tomorrow will be hard. tonight is already hard, and he can't help being scared.
he takes one of her hands, though. maybe it'll at least help her; he can try, too.]
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I don't blame you. [sigh.] Hard enough with two bodies. Three is going to be insane.
[she really hates referring to her friends as bodies. it shows in her expression.]
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It was still three deaths, the last time... maybe if we have fewer places to look, then it's not going to be so much harder.
[boy he HOPES.]
How long has this been happening to you...?
[she really doesn't deserve this on top of everything.]
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[a beat.]
What, the engine acting up? [
looks vaguely guilty]
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[squeezing her hand a little. nooo no guilt let him be concerned ok. especially now that he... has an idea what it might feel like.]
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[she shifts, trying to stretch out to ease some of the heat.]
Just have to ride it out. [...] Gale actually did joke about putting me in the cold boxes, at the gas station.
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[maybe that'll do something, fingers crossed.]
I wish I'd been able to keep the ice magic. Maybe that... could have helped.
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[...] That what you had in there? At the House.
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I was... able to help more than I'd normally be able to.
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You didn't give up on Hope, either.
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[rondo had said he was proud.]
We... we were split on our decision, but I couldn't...
I felt as if I would keep thinking about it, if I did. I'd have regretted it.
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[she reaches over to smooth his hair back.]
You're a good person, Mathis. Maybe it's stupid, but I would've made that decision there, too.