bondsofsuffering | limelight

[ oh.

shifts his hold a little to accommodate that, lifts a hand to snow's hair to gently pet...not unlike snow did for him, just a few days ago ]

[Muffled, into his shoulder:]

Just tell me next time, okay?

Don't leave me wondering.

[ opens his mouth to protest next time, reconsiders ]

Sorry. I'll tell you from now on. I just didn't want to...stress you out even more than you've already been lately.

I can tell when you guys are hiding stuff. Trust me, it just stresses me out more.

[ there is no point to asking who "you guys" are. he knows. ]

Sorry. I really, really didn't think that was going to happen, for what it's worth. Thought I'd have another chat with the thought police. Or the Showmaster would show up with some force field Blessing. I wasn't trying to...get hurt, without telling anyone.

Mm...

Now that we know we can't die, I wonder if the staff are just leaving us to face the consequences, no matter how fatal.

[ "i didn't die, i drowned" no do NOT say that ]

Don't like the part where we can't die even off the boat. Or...I don't know if you've noticed, but if someone's thinking about what happened during that performance and touches your scar? They see what you lived. I got that one on my arm, right?

[ visible right now, probably, given his short sleeves ]

Nettle touched it by accident, and got a total replay of my end of things.

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-What? No, I hadn't heard that.

[Partially on accounts of having to be reconstituted and then healed up - sans any scars.]

I'd offer to let you try and see, but,

[ I DON'T WANT TO MAKE YOU CRY TWICE IN FIVE MINUTES ]

you should probably take my word for it.

...Mm. I think I can accept leaving it at that for now.

[ breathes out. god. ]

It's okay. I made a mistake; I got better. It's mostly kind of embarrassing. The more important thing is that we're in this together. We'll figure it out.

And then go home and take the longest, farthest away from the ocean, vacation ever.

[-Okay, he can't help a soft laugh at that last part.]

I'm so ready for a vacation from this vacation.

[ a little squeeze, if they're still hugging ]

Out in the desert. Or up in the mountains. Or both? Some A*rbnb where we can just chill.

[Absolutely still hugging.]

The mountains could be fun. I bet the view would be great. If it's far enough from the city, we could even get a good look at the stars.

[ hesitates a moment like, is he really going to ruin the moment in the name of transparency ]

...did I tell you about the weird dream thing with the Ticketmaster? That a bunch of us amnesiacs had. Maybe you heard about it at the information share thing. She gave us this star thing at the end of it, and said if we ate it we'd remember something.

[...Oh boy. Bracing himself.]

-What did you remember?

Something a lot more like the other visions than anything in Estoria, which is weird. But it still felt a little more like me than some of the other visions have?

There was a girl who was dying after a battle, and a goddess turned her into stars. And...the guy who was there. POV guy, me, I don't know. He knew it was his fault, at least part of it. She'd chosen to save him from something, and that was the killing blow.

The Ticketmaster gave that to me right before the Dame's performance. As in like, I didn't even have time to see it till after...everything.

...Sounds like something out of a legend or a myth.

[But he waits to see if Aster has anything else to say about it.]

Right? They've all been like that.

I don't know if it means anything. It's probably some weird mind game. But I do know that I don't care as much about getting my memories back any more. Whoever I was, no one ever tried to find me. You are the people in front of me, who've done everything for me.

So...I don't know. Maybe I won't look at these things so much anymore. I definitely don't want to stress who I used to be anymore.

[...Oh.

Time to hug tighter again, but out of affection rather than a need for comfort.]

[ soft, surprised laugh ]

Told you. I love you guys.

You know it goes both ways, right?

[AND THEN THE NEXT PERFORMANCE HAPPENED.]

...yeah. Yeah I do.

[ AND THEN A FEW HOURS LATER, sad trombone ]

Don't forget it next time, alright?

You make it pretty hard to forget.

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