[The words come out before he thinks to stop them. Then it’s too late. Because it’s what he is, isn’t it. He closes his eyes and lets himself speak.]
…I remember there was corruption in their ranks. It led to,
[He stares off as the memories rise like sparks from a fire he can’t see. A flame he knows. But it’s elusive.] Their hands being tied. Politics.
There’s something there that makes it all make sense but I can’t remember. [The words come out quietly and he starts to move as if to shake his head then stops, settling.]
What is it when you feel like you need to remember but you don’t want to?
Necessary, huh? You don't think they see you as replaceable?
( almost half muttered. she doesn't fully understand what diluc is trying to tell her, not with so many pieces missing, but she thinks that she gets the gist. and that's how it is, isn't it? thinking you're a necessary evil.
she hopes it made a difference.
then she snorts. )
Like this, probably.
( then she waves a hand before finishing up with his ponytail. )
...one thing after another. [Diluc agrees in a tired tone as he closes his eyes. His arm twinges but it's the dull pain of a covered injury.]
And yes, I don't think they see me as expendable. But it doesn't matter right now. We need to find out where we are and why.
[But with their heads such a mess, can they spot any answers? That's certainly a question. He waits before she's done before he starts to get up and offers his hand to her. They're in this together.]
neither of them were in a good condition to start collecting information. everything so far has been nothing but endless peril. there is no telling what lies ahead or what barriers might appear before them when they start searching for answers. )
Both of us need rest first. Anything could be waiting.
( and she'd be good to just linger here on the rocks while she gets herself pulled together. )
( the words are a bit harsh, but she means them. catra is far from the paradigm of good mental health, but she has learned that you have to stop eventually. she knows what happens if you don't, if you just keep relentlessly pushing forward. what it costs.
she leans back on her hands. obviously, she expects that to be the end of it.
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[The words come out before he thinks to stop them. Then it’s too late. Because it’s what he is, isn’t it. He closes his eyes and lets himself speak.]
…I remember there was corruption in their ranks. It led to,
[He stares off as the memories rise like sparks from a fire he can’t see. A flame he knows. But it’s elusive.] Their hands being tied. Politics.
There’s something there that makes it all make sense but I can’t remember. [The words come out quietly and he starts to move as if to shake his head then stops, settling.]
What is it when you feel like you need to remember but you don’t want to?
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( almost half muttered. she doesn't fully understand what diluc is trying to tell her, not with so many pieces missing, but she thinks that she gets the gist. and that's how it is, isn't it? thinking you're a necessary evil.
she hopes it made a difference.
then she snorts. )
Like this, probably.
( then she waves a hand before finishing up with his ponytail. )
Always one thing after another, I guess.
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And yes, I don't think they see me as expendable. But it doesn't matter right now. We need to find out where we are and why.
[But with their heads such a mess, can they spot any answers? That's certainly a question. He waits before she's done before he starts to get up and offers his hand to her. They're in this together.]
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neither of them were in a good condition to start collecting information. everything so far has been nothing but endless peril. there is no telling what lies ahead or what barriers might appear before them when they start searching for answers. )
Both of us need rest first. Anything could be waiting.
( and she'd be good to just linger here on the rocks while she gets herself pulled together. )
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That sounds like reasonable advice.
[And for once he wants to take that advice. He closes his eyes.] It feels like I’ve been moving forward for a long time.
[Without all his walls he just sounds very tired about it all.]
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( the words are a bit harsh, but she means them. catra is far from the paradigm of good mental health, but she has learned that you have to stop eventually. she knows what happens if you don't, if you just keep relentlessly pushing forward. what it costs.
she leans back on her hands. obviously, she expects that to be the end of it.
it's time to take a rest. )
Aaand a wrap I think
But he isn’t. Neither of them are. Is he sits with Catra and lets himself take that rest.]