[ She hates him so much, she wants to beat her fists on him. Why does she have to explain this shit to him, what is wrong with him that he can't just figure this shit out? ]
I wouldn't be upset if I didn't care. Fucking hell, you're so dense....
[ She had told Asuka that, that sometimes crying was just what the body needed, but that's not what this feels like. That kind of crying built up inside you until you wanted to puke, until you had to let it out or you'd pop. This... this... just comes out, it feels pathetic not cathartic. ]
No.
[ Muttered into his wet shirtfront. ]
Just leave it alone.
[ What will she do if he doesn't? Just push away again? ]
[He thinks that she might just recoil from him, the result of him continually stepping over a line that she's clearly drawn in the ground. But Noctis is equal parts stubborn and perpetually concerned. And so:]
[ It's not. She told him it wasn't, that she had all these thoughts of doing better, all this guilt as a survivor when so many others died. But all that forward momentum feels gone. She no longer feels like she's living a new life. Where she's headmistress and has all this responsibility to the kids who need her to keep them safe.
No one cares here. If she dies, they'll just cut her open to take a look at what makes her so freakish and then they'll burn her up.
The tears are silent sliding down her face.
This is the same life she's always been living, and it had only ever been tolerable half-numb. ]
You're not enough.
[ Was that too cruel? He had asked before, if the brood could keep her going... No. It can't. ]
[You're not enough. Those words should be shattering, heard by Noctis who carries the weight of his own world with him everyday. Not being enough meant not being able to save everyone. It meant that his own existence, sparked to life by the need of sacrifice, was still lacking.
He could save all of Eos. He could call upon gods themselves, he could destroy the Usurper who laughed at them both. How could he not be enough to save Annie?
But there's no shock, no indignant looks. Only the sound of disappointment in his voice.]
Something… [He doesn’t know what to say, and so the sentence just tumbles out, not able to see any other solution.] Something is better than nothing.
[If there is one thing that Noctis is forever good at, it is sending a spike of sentimentality directed straight at someone's emotions. Easy to do, for someone just as emotional.]
You really don't have to apologize. Neither of us were really... at one-hundred percent at the time. ...I wasn't angry.
[He was just really confused and shocked and unprepared to deal with it.]
[That overbearing sadness, he means. The ironic part is that if he loses another broodmate… well. She wouldn’t be around for him to worry about it being a repeat situation anyway.]
Sometimes I might rely on this whole “being in each other’s head” thing too much, I guess. So... sorry.
[-he says, for the sake of being both difficult and stubborn. For the sake of just not answering her question, because yes, he probably should be upset in some small way, but he's not.]
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somnifacient) wrote2017-03-25 01:39 am
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How're your tears my fault?
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I wouldn't be upset if I didn't care. Fucking hell, you're so dense....
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[Words exchanged, a sorry repartee, waist-deep in water.
A long silence, and then:]
Do you wanna talk about the drinking?
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No.
[ Muttered into his wet shirtfront. ]
Just leave it alone.
[ What will she do if he doesn't? Just push away again? ]
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But I want to help.
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[ It's not. She told him it wasn't, that she had all these thoughts of doing better, all this guilt as a survivor when so many others died. But all that forward momentum feels gone. She no longer feels like she's living a new life. Where she's headmistress and has all this responsibility to the kids who need her to keep them safe.
No one cares here. If she dies, they'll just cut her open to take a look at what makes her so freakish and then they'll burn her up.
The tears are silent sliding down her face.
This is the same life she's always been living, and it had only ever been tolerable half-numb. ]
You're not enough.
[ Was that too cruel? He had asked before, if the brood could keep her going... No. It can't. ]
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He could save all of Eos. He could call upon gods themselves, he could destroy the Usurper who laughed at them both. How could he not be enough to save Annie?
But there's no shock, no indignant looks. Only the sound of disappointment in his voice.]
Something… [He doesn’t know what to say, and so the sentence just tumbles out, not able to see any other solution.] Something is better than nothing.
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You're such a dumbass.
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Maybe. Your dumbass, though.
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I'm sorry I super brainfucked you.
[ Which is really only a small expression of all the things she's sorry for in her life. ]
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You really don't have to apologize. Neither of us were really... at one-hundred percent at the time. ...I wasn't angry.
[He was just really confused and shocked and unprepared to deal with it.]
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[ A sigh. Why is he always letting her get away with this shit. ]
Should have done a better job because you were fuckin' sad, but I can't... deal with both of us at the same time. Which sucks, I suck.
[ So she just smushes her face into his shirt. ]
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You don't suck. It's fine, I promise.
[He lightly presses his chin against the top of her head.]
Next time I'll just be more careful.
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[ What the hell is being careful around a creeping cosmic horror. ]
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[That overbearing sadness, he means. The ironic part is that if he loses another broodmate… well. She wouldn’t be around for him to worry about it being a repeat situation anyway.]
Sometimes I might rely on this whole “being in each other’s head” thing too much, I guess. So... sorry.
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[ She thumps a closed fist onto his shoulder. ]
How the hell are you the one apologizing to me? Just be mad at me, I fuckin' deserve it.
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[-he says, for the sake of being both difficult and stubborn. For the sake of just not answering her question, because yes, he probably should be upset in some small way, but he's not.]
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I'm so tired.
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[He drops one arm, though the other still remains around her.]
You can afford to, just for a little bit.