You know how these things are. [but like, listen, akira saw her injuries. she had a several knife stabs, and a twohander wound through her chest. there are some conclusions to take from that.]
His eyes follow hers quietly. He watches what she is looking at, but doesn’t say anything yet. He thinks about it being her hand, and then he thinks about things he’s heard.
And things he has said to her.
When he looks back at her face, he puts a hand gently on the curve of her neck where it meets the shoulder, rubbing his thumb a bit.]
We can figure it out. Don’t worry about that right now. We can figure out how after you’re a little better. You’re still you Gideon. You’re still her Cavalier.
she startles, a bit, when he touches her. it's instinct - she's still very on edge, even after resting. she looks at him without thinking, and then pulls her hand down and off the counter. out of sight, out of mind.]
Yeah, of course I am. [a little bravado. but he did hit the issue in one, and she's having a hard time with it.] I'm not worried about it.
[what is she supposed to do if she can't hold a sword?]
[Well, she is fucking stupid because he knows better, and he knows better only because he is exactly the same. He has the same hang-ups minus sword wielding.
She gets the good ol’ treatment. He leans forward and carefully twines his arms around her neck to hug her.]
The sword doesn’t make you, you know. That’s a talent you won’t lose. You’re you because you’re Gideon. Because no matter what, you’d still try, you’d still think of another way. Even if it’s dumb as shit like throwing yourself on some spikes.
Just like… Devilman isn’t why I’m me. And even without Devilman, I’d still try. To help Ryo, to help you, to help Miki, anyone. It’s why I kept running track even though I was dead last every time. I was garbage at it before.
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He races to her quickly, but pulls up without anything to do except check her over.]
Are you alright?
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Fine. I've had worse.
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He takes her by—the wrist, shut up, he is too worried about any hands, and brings her arm down a bit.]
Worse doesn’t mean this isn’t bad, you know. I’m glad you’re up.
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I'm glad you're not dead.
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Glad you’re not either. The less of us there are, the more I worry about you and Harrowhark, you know.
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I wish you'd worry about yourself. [she has lost too much blood to be able to word this in a way that doesn't suck.]
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You’re not the first person to tell me this actually.
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[>:T]
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I’m not the one who got wrecked in fairy land!
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But did I die though? [stop]
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That’s not the point, numb-nuts.
[EXASPERATED. Then softer.]
What happened…? You said there was an octopus.
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Yeah. Waters made out with her. [she'll
talk about the horrible parts eventually but gideon wants it known that thancred waters kissed an octopus]
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His brows SHOOT UP.]
Made out…?!
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[nyeh]
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…Oh.
[He wants to roast Thancred, but he
actually
cannot do that. Anyway.]
She didn’t try to…? […] Mate.
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No. Wow, I want to talk about something else, right now.
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I asked what happened, and you’re the one who talked about it first!
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[help]
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You said it was a kiss and a date… [LISTEN] This doesn’t explain how you got so screwed up, Gideon.
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she was hoping he forgot.
a pause.]
You know how these things are. [but like, listen, akira saw her injuries. she had a several knife stabs, and a twohander wound through her chest. there are some conclusions to take from that.]
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[That’s fair. He did not come out with a single scratch, though, only bad emotional trauma. Still bad.
Frowning at the connections, yeah, me and him.]
Don’t let them get infected. And take some painkillers. Don’t overwork yourself tomorrow either.
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-- What? [she says after a second, like she didn't hear him, and then:] Okay, mom.
[but her voice wavers a little.]
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His eyes follow hers quietly. He watches what she is looking at, but doesn’t say anything yet. He thinks about it being her hand, and then he thinks about things he’s heard.
And things he has said to her.
When he looks back at her face, he puts a hand gently on the curve of her neck where it meets the shoulder, rubbing his thumb a bit.]
We can figure it out. Don’t worry about that right now. We can figure out how after you’re a little better. You’re still you Gideon. You’re still her Cavalier.
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she startles, a bit, when he touches her. it's instinct - she's still very on edge, even after resting. she looks at him without thinking, and then pulls her hand down and off the counter. out of sight, out of mind.]
Yeah, of course I am. [a little bravado. but he did hit the issue in one, and she's having a hard time with it.] I'm not worried about it.
[what is she supposed to do if she can't hold a sword?]
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She gets the good ol’ treatment. He leans forward and carefully twines his arms around her neck to hug her.]
The sword doesn’t make you, you know. That’s a talent you won’t lose. You’re you because you’re Gideon. Because no matter what, you’d still try, you’d still think of another way. Even if it’s dumb as shit like throwing yourself on some spikes.
Just like… Devilman isn’t why I’m me. And even without Devilman, I’d still try. To help Ryo, to help you, to help Miki, anyone. It’s why I kept running track even though I was dead last every time. I was garbage at it before.
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