[She isn't sure whether it's someone who came here for her or for somebody else, so she's opening the door half expecting to have to tell somebody that whoever they want isn't around - but her expression softens when she sees him.]
[He's slightly wet because, uh, this dumb fool forgot he had a perfectly nice poncho from when they were on the bus. But it's fine. Once she opens the door, he responds with a quiet:]
Hey.
[And steps inside, taking a look around her cabin to see what they've done to the place — before focusing on her.]
... That was bad even by our standards, huh. [Can someone say yikes.] Are you, uh... y'know, okay?
[It looks pretty normal! Their talk of a blanket fort did not pan out. There's a setup on the floor for someone to sleep on, since there are more people than beds in here.
To his question, though... She sighs. He's one of the few people she feels comfortable letting her guard down around. She doesn't mind displaying how angry she is for everyone to see, but now she just looks sad.]
Feels like "unfair" is putting it lightly. That was complete and utter bullshit.
[It's fine. Blanket forts can happen in the future for deer cabin... The rubs the back of his neck, eyebrows furrowed. Saying "I've seen worse" seems inappropriate, so he bites back that comment (for once) to nod.]
I'm fine. I'm doing better than most people here, I bet.
I just... I hate this. I hate that is happening all over again when we were supposed to be done, I hate that we're being led by people who would rather act like this is our fault than help us, I hate that the next however many months are probably going to suck as much as the last did.
His expression softens immediately, and he reaches for her hand. If she allows it, he will pull her over to sit down on one of the bunks, but he won't insist if she doesn't.]
I know. We did our time, and now some assholes say we gotta do it all over again? To hell with that. It isn't fair. What was the point of the last two months if this is going to keep happening?
[She lets him, not caring much for the fact that they're going to get stuck like this. When they sit on the bed, she draws her knees up to her chest.]
And if we can't trust any promises we get about not getting stuck in this kind of shit again, then... How do we know it's not going to happen again even if we get out?
[It's fine. Now they have an excuse to hold hands for a whole ass hour. Sometimes these things happen.]
... I don't know. I don't think there are any promises we can trust. [It's, haha, a wonderful thing to think about. They had trust issues before the town, they had bigger trust issues after everything was said and done — and now there's this.] It's all kinds of fucked up, isn't it?
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...Hey.
[She moves back so he can come in.]
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Hey.
[And steps inside, taking a look around her cabin to see what they've done to the place — before focusing on her.]
... That was bad even by our standards, huh. [Can someone say yikes.] Are you, uh... y'know, okay?
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To his question, though... She sighs. He's one of the few people she feels comfortable letting her guard down around. She doesn't mind displaying how angry she is for everyone to see, but now she just looks sad.]
This is so fucking unfair. [...] Are you okay?
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[It's fine. Blanket forts can happen in the future for deer cabin... The rubs the back of his neck, eyebrows furrowed. Saying "I've seen worse" seems inappropriate, so he bites back that comment (for once) to nod.]
I'm fine. I'm doing better than most people here, I bet.
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[She takes a breath, trying to calm herself down, as she looks his way.]
...You sure? I mean - you can talk about it if you need to, too.
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[Everything sucks, man.]
Sure. As long as you talk about it, too. Don't think I didn't notice you didn't say if you were okay or not.
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I just... I hate this. I hate that is happening all over again when we were supposed to be done, I hate that we're being led by people who would rather act like this is our fault than help us, I hate that the next however many months are probably going to suck as much as the last did.
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His expression softens immediately, and he reaches for her hand. If she allows it, he will pull her over to sit down on one of the bunks, but he won't insist if she doesn't.]
I know. We did our time, and now some assholes say we gotta do it all over again? To hell with that. It isn't fair. What was the point of the last two months if this is going to keep happening?
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And if we can't trust any promises we get about not getting stuck in this kind of shit again, then... How do we know it's not going to happen again even if we get out?
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... I don't know. I don't think there are any promises we can trust. [It's, haha, a wonderful thing to think about. They had trust issues before the town, they had bigger trust issues after everything was said and done — and now there's this.] It's all kinds of fucked up, isn't it?
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We just wanted to be able to go home. I'm tired of having to wonder if someone is going to hurt any of you.
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I don't want to lose you again. [...] Any of you.
[Nice save.]
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You're not going to.
[Maybe it's an unfair thing to say when none of them know how this is going to play out, but.]