[ they make eye contact, and his smile is small, and genuine. all of the kindness and warmth that makes lu bixing who he is is who he is - even in a situation like this, with his worst on display, he's sincere and genuine, and harrow's returned sincerity is deeply appreciative. ]
Of course. [ he's still unsettled and unhappy, but there's something about hearing something so similar that helps. camaraderie, maybe. solidarity, if nothing else. those tiny hands that grabbed him on the execution stage still flash through his memories, even now - and it's almost a little comforting, too, to know that someone knows the actual context besides just lin. ] And thank you, too.
[ the feeling's mutual, in the worst and best kind of ways.
he reaches up after a moment, and scrubs a hand over his face. okay. okay. ]
Do you think we've shared enough of our suffering to get out of this hole? I'd really love to get out of this hole.
[how does that work though i've never had a thread progress this far.
anyway, she's drained now, past wanting to talk about it, but there isn't all that much that needs to be said. she doesn't need to ask him questions about it, or how he feels. she knows how he feels.]
[ i think the hole disappearing is what happens but i think this is funnier so i'm going to ignore it. he squints as he stands up, holding a hand over his brow to look up. it's not that much deeper and taller than he is and lu bixing is deeply thankful for the distraction of something that is like, comically stupid. ]
I can probably give you a boost out and it'll probably be undignified, so we can never talk about that again, also.
[she deeply appreciates never having to talk about this again and just knowing that they're both on the same page. anyway i guess he can boost her out and she can reach an arm down to help him, badly.]
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Of course. [ he's still unsettled and unhappy, but there's something about hearing something so similar that helps. camaraderie, maybe. solidarity, if nothing else. those tiny hands that grabbed him on the execution stage still flash through his memories, even now - and it's almost a little comforting, too, to know that someone knows the actual context besides just lin. ] And thank you, too.
[ the feeling's mutual, in the worst and best kind of ways.
he reaches up after a moment, and scrubs a hand over his face. okay. okay. ]
Do you think we've shared enough of our suffering to get out of this hole? I'd really love to get out of this hole.
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[how does that work though i've never had a thread progress this far.
anyway, she's drained now, past wanting to talk about it, but there isn't all that much that needs to be said. she doesn't need to ask him questions about it, or how he feels. she knows how he feels.]
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I can probably give you a boost out and it'll probably be undignified, so we can never talk about that again, also.
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[she deeply appreciates never having to talk about this again and just knowing that they're both on the same page. anyway i guess he can boost her out and she can reach an arm down to help him, badly.]