[ I apologise this probably will not be a titillating pc
but Marcoh is just. Somewhere in the Neighbourhood. Tfw none of these places are really a comfort zone for him but it's more just like, somewhere off to the side off the road, either in a quieter area around the apple tree grove or otherwise partially into the woods/amongst the trees. He's got his head in his hands and not doing great. ]
[ The response comes quick but not sharp, almost hollow, laced with fear, actually. He tenses visibly at her approach, fingers digging into his hair while curling into fists. ]
If that is what you want, then I will not force you... but I would like to see you tomorrow.
Whatever it is that you think of yourself... I think that part of the reason that these events affect you so much is because you are a kind-hearted person. I do not want you to lose sight of that.
[ Kind-hearted. Kind, kind, kind. He runs his fingers through his curls, feeling a catch of a tangle, the sharp tug reminding him to answer than to escape into his head. ]
Nowhere near you, Euphausia.
[ He manages through the bile. If anyone of their number was going to be a Saint in this heaven, then it must be her. He nods jerkily but vaguely at her ask. No outright promises but he certainly can't stay here for the rest of time. ]
[ she looks him over, unable to shake the concern at what may be going through his mind... but what more can she say when he has said he wishes to be alone? ]
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but Marcoh is just. Somewhere in the Neighbourhood. Tfw none of these places are really a comfort zone for him but it's more just like, somewhere off to the side off the road, either in a quieter area around the apple tree grove or otherwise partially into the woods/amongst the trees. He's got his head in his hands and not doing great. ]
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and he's doing... about as well as she expected. ]
... Is it all right if I sit with you?
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[ The response comes quick but not sharp, almost hollow, laced with fear, actually. He tenses visibly at her approach, fingers digging into his hair while curling into fists. ]
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Why shouldn't I?
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[ He struggles through the soup of his brain to find words. ]
I don't feel very good. I don't want to hurt you. There are others who could keep you better company.
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Why are you afraid of that?
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[ Good question, it's such a simple one and yet it makes his expression twist. ]
I just feel so --
[ Angry? He's not sure. Sad? Well, but of course. Frustrated. Yes. ]
I just need some time alone.
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Whatever it is that you think of yourself... I think that part of the reason that these events affect you so much is because you are a kind-hearted person. I do not want you to lose sight of that.
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Nowhere near you, Euphausia.
[ He manages through the bile. If anyone of their number was going to be a Saint in this heaven, then it must be her. He nods jerkily but vaguely at her ask. No outright promises but he certainly can't stay here for the rest of time. ]
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... Tomorrow, then.
[ for her part, it is a promise. ]