[Hm yeah he's gonna CALL BULLSHIT!! He hesitates for a second, like he's not sure he wants to say anything at all, but he doesn't want to just let it all drop and wave it away like it's fine, either.]
[He nods, like he can tell where she wanted to go with that, and why she couldn't.]
...It's never an easy thing, death. Very few get to leave in peace, I think. [Inside of games like these for sure, but also just... in general.]
Whatever happened is something that will be with you.
[His tone sounds empathetic, though not overly-soft. It's a statement of fact. Death touches people and leaves them changed. The circumstances behind it - generally speaking - aren't something just anyone can shake off.]
...I'm pretty sure I don't get to complain about it.
[Since she made every choice that led her there on her own. Especially considering what people from his game went through... It's uncomfortable to show how much it impacted her, besides, since she's always had the certainty of life afterwards to fall back on.]
...That’s not really the vibe I get from you, somehow.
[After a moment, though, she shrugs.]
We don’t have to not talk about it either.
[Because it being off limits makes it seem like it matters even more to her, and even if she couldn’t make herself say it wasn’t a big deal... She doesn’t quite want the vulnerability that comes packaged with the reality of how much it still hurts.]
[No to wanting to talk about it, that is, but she feels like there’s at least one point she should make about it. Given how insistent he was on that apology:]
I know it wasn’t my fault, or because I was stupid or anything. I know it’s on the person who did it. So - you don’t have to worry that you upset me.
That's what I'm guessing, at least. Back in the town, we couldn't send mail to them until we found the area that had mailboxes, so... Maybe it's the same here.
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...You died before, didn't you? In that town.
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Yeah. It's not...
[A big deal, she starts to say, but. For as flippant as she normally is, she can't quite manage it.]
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...It's never an easy thing, death. Very few get to leave in peace, I think. [Inside of games like these for sure, but also just... in general.]
Whatever happened is something that will be with you.
[His tone sounds empathetic, though not overly-soft. It's a statement of fact. Death touches people and leaves them changed. The circumstances behind it - generally speaking - aren't something just anyone can shake off.]
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[Since she made every choice that led her there on her own. Especially considering what people from his game went through... It's uncomfortable to show how much it impacted her, besides, since she's always had the certainty of life afterwards to fall back on.]
You don't have to do this.
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[He says it with a little huff of laughter though, expression briefly shifting to something difficult to read before he smiles again.]
--But you don't seem to like topics like this. We don't have to discuss it. I only wanted to say that I've said.
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[After a moment, though, she shrugs.]
We don’t have to not talk about it either.
[Because it being off limits makes it seem like it matters even more to her, and even if she couldn’t make herself say it wasn’t a big deal... She doesn’t quite want the vulnerability that comes packaged with the reality of how much it still hurts.]
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Is it something you want to talk about now? You don't want to rest a little, after that trial?
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[No to wanting to talk about it, that is, but she feels like there’s at least one point she should make about it. Given how insistent he was on that apology:]
I know it wasn’t my fault, or because I was stupid or anything. I know it’s on the person who did it. So - you don’t have to worry that you upset me.
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I did upset you. [THAT MUCH WAS CLEAR.] But I'm glad you know that.
[Even if it's hard to reconcile what you know with how you feel, sometimes.]
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[Incredibly untrue, but it’s fine.]
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The apology still stands, mm.
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[But she doesn't look happy about it, because she's a loser.]
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--Are you looking for anything particular in here?
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Nah. Just trying to take stock of what's in here. You?
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[SIMPLY. Sometimes you just go hunt down a Natalie to apologize.]
Have you found anything interesting?
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In here, or in general?
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[He says, and steps up to poke around some of the shelves.]
Though if you've found anything interesting in general, I wouldn't mind hearing about that, either.
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[He has no idea what a fuckin maraconi art is.]
Think we might be able to contact our dearly deceased through that?
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[Do they need to be. Macaroni arted.]
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[God, she hopes.]
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[Try to send one without macaroni and see if it gets spat back up???]
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[The most he'd do is just maybe like check on Evan, who is the person he's 100% most concerned about out of this motley graveyard crew.]
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