[ He'd spent the night gathering himself up, packing away everything he knew he wouldn't have time to deal with between bodies and trial and execution, and he'd readied the demeanour he normally wears.
But he's still looking a little worn thin. ]
She sent me a message on Thursday, and I ignored her. [ ... ] But she forced me to see her.
[ He still looks pretty fucking sad but, ] She probably spared me a lot of extra heartbreak.
[ He smiles at her, and chooses to elaborate for once. ]
She confessed to me last week, and I turned her down, but... She didn't give up that easily. [ Probably because of his mixed signals. ] I just wish she'd spend her affection on someone who could've devoted themselves to her.
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week 6, friday, observatory
He'll look over when he sees Beau. He doesn't really smile. ]
Hey.
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Hey. [Are you okay?]
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But he's still looking a little worn thin. ]
She sent me a message on Thursday, and I ignored her. [ ... ] But she forced me to see her.
[ He still looks pretty fucking sad but, ] She probably spared me a lot of extra heartbreak.
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Yeah. Probably. [...] You guys were close.
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[ I never even clarified how close. ]
She cared about me a little too much.
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That sounds awfully self-deprecating.
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[ He smiles at her, and chooses to elaborate for once. ]
She confessed to me last week, and I turned her down, but... She didn't give up that easily. [ Probably because of his mixed signals. ] I just wish she'd spend her affection on someone who could've devoted themselves to her.
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Can you not? [a beat.] Do you not want to?
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I don't know what I want, but that's something I have to figure out myself.
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Yeah. Not a decision anybody can make for you. [...] Come on.
[she just? takes his hand? we're going places now, apparently.]
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... Where are we going?
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To get smoothies. And booze.
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Both of these things sound really good, actually.
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[ He seems dubious.
Her... weird stupor on Wednesday aside. ]
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[she's very amused.] She knows I drink, though.
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[ But I'm ready to start. ]
We only ever had musty old wine back at the manor.
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Ugh. Wine. [wrinkles her nose.] ... You know that's what my family is famous for? Wine.
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[ Staring at Beau like, are you a noble? ]
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Yeah. Exandria too, mostly. [she rolls her shoulders.] We're not nobles, but my dad's a really successful, famous merchant, so. Close enough.
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[ Squeezes her hand. ]
No ball gowns and suitors?
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[imagine beau in a ball gown]
It's a whole thing. I hated it, so I stole his fancy wine and I sold it on the black market for half the price.
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Good for you. Though he's too bad he was such a shitty father. Seems like there's a lot bad parenting around here.