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[motherofnemesis]

"This is Max, leave a name and number and tell me what you want.
I may or may not get back to you."

[ leave a message, call her, come drop by her apartment. ]

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[motherofnemesis]

[ She's hypersensitive to his emotions right now, and that attempt to cover them up and make them more palatable to her, and she's not sure if she appreciates that or if it's only fueling her anger at herself and her apparently inability to take care of him.

She had one job. She clings a little tighter, shakes her head back and forth. ] No. [ And that's it. She's not taking it back because she is sorry. For not getting him out sooner. For the roof. For fighting with him, for him having seen her kill, for not being able to help them. ]

[fe_male]

[ Well that wasn't the way she was supposed to take it at all.

Normally right now he'd like to pull back a little, look at her properly, because there's a thing here he's not getting, and he doesn't like not getting things. But she's all but tucked into him by this point, curled into his chest and his shirt and so close, and he doesn't want to push her back for reasons both selfish and less so. ]

You're not my bodyguard. [ He's not... angry. Yet, but it's a reminder anyway. She's not actually responsible for his well-being, the way technically he isn't for hers. He still feels like it, and he gets that she does too, but still. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ She's totally not going to move back so he can see her better, in part because she's pretty sure she's blinking back tears and she can't actually remember the last time she cried and she doesn't want him to see that. The most frustrating part is that she can't actually figure out for herself why this matters so much more than anything else. ]

I know. [ Quiet, almost managing to steady it. ] Yeah. I know. Just go to sleep. [ That's the best thing, right? Some sleep will make things seem a little clearer. ]

[fe_male]

[ He's just going to hold her a little tighter, shift around her a little more because he is a little bigger and she seems like she needs it, maybe. He definitely does, so if she protests then he'll back off again but the reason he did it was totally self-motivated. Also he doesn't really want to just drop it, but he's not sure what he can do about it anyway. Generally just acting is his thing, but he's exhausted and she's exhausted and he doesn't feel like getting it wrong and then having to fix it. Too much work right now, and there's just really too much over-thinking to be done before he gets there.

So he just asks this time. ] Are you gonna be okay?

[motherofnemesis]

[ She can't tell if that's good or bad, really, right now, him closer around her. She thinks it's good, but part of her is thinking that she can't get out and that's always - fun. There's still comfort in it though, enough that she doesn't try to protest, just hides herself in him as well as she can.

There's a pause, because she tries to be honest with him but she doesn't think he's going to like her answer and she doesn't like it or want to give it. ] I don't know. [ Holding on a little tighter, because she needs him to not pull away right now. ] Eventually.

[fe_male]

[ Well he's not trying to make her feel trapped - he's trying to make her feel safe. Maybe he's over-doing it, but then she holds him tighter, implies she doesn't want him to back away, and he guesses that maybe he's okay here with her like this. He's not that pleased with her answer, no, but he can accept it, because it's similar enough to his own to not be something he can conscientiously object to. ] Okay. [ And he's going to try and settle into the pillow and rest, secure with her safe in his arms. ]

[motherofnemesis]

[ It's a weird balance. Any containment is enough to make her feel a little trapped right now, but she also wants him close, wants his arms around her because the closer he is the better, the more sheltered she feels. And the more trapped. Him being close outweighs it, though. She takes a deep breath in and out at his agreement, nods. ] Yeah. [ That'll work. When she wakes up it will be better.

That's wishful thinking and she knows it. ]