[ that's fine, she kind of half expects it, just slowly folds her arms tiredly to her chest as she looks down at her arm, the older scar now, her expression tight with grief. ]
I know. I know we did. And then the prints were fucking jack shit - who the hell touched that goddamn cart...
[ looking back at the courthouse angrily, her hands are just clenched tightly into fists. ]
... We knew it was going to happen but... what the hell. How did three bodies end up coming out of all of this...
[ he feels bad like ten seconds later and tries to force himself to relax, which is going about as well as you can expect from someone well aware the person he loves is being publicly executed tomorrow. he attempts to lean into her side just a little to try and make up for the reaction. ]
I don't...[ he's busy trying to reorganize everything in his head. ] This wasn't supposed to happen. This was the last thing I wanted for him.
[ she's going through it quietly in her own, fingers tugging at a loose piece of hair in anxiety as she chews on her lip. she feels the lean and just shakes her head a little, a soft 'shh, it's okay' because she doesn't blame him for it.
that's not the outcome they wanted. at all. she just loosens her arms a bit, nodding softly down the street. for now, let's just walk a little. ]
Did he tell you...? After?
[ she isn't mad, of all things, she just wants to know. has he been sitting with this the whole time? ]
[ walking is fine otherwise he's just going to scream and probably burn down the entire city, so.
walking. and he just...kind of nods miserably. ]
After we found Vane. After the news went out...that's when he told me what happened. I...it was kind of the worst thing to happen? He's been so scared of losing control and killing someone this entire time, and I'd always promised him I'd be there to help him and then I wasn't and...well. You saw what happened. He'd wanted to make it quick and painless for Ponta, but all of the healing he did Thursday was too much and he didn't get a chance to get the energy back out before we got stuck for the night.
[ yeah. well. she wouldn't hesitate to help him at this point. ]
God, Sunshine... we were so fucked up on Thursday... I...
[ will. she prickles unhappily. because this place is so fucking unfair, and now will is going to jail for the night and she knows that nico is going to be absolutely miserable despite their knowledge. her brows knit together, fury apparent in the way her threads lash quietly. ]
I know that saying that we're getting him back [ all of them back ] doesn't help anything now... but we're going to. And we're going to show everyone responsible exactly what happens when they fuck with all of us.
[ she looks to him. ] We're going to make sure you go home with him. Together at the end of all of this.
...that's just Will, honestly. Even knowing how bad the backlash gets, he can't resist helping someone who's in trouble and trying to heal and take care of them. That's one of his biggest strengths. It's just that...not a lot of people knew about the backlash, so it was hard to help him when we needed it most. I couldn't just tell people not to heal themselves, but I wanted to, sometimes.
[ ...there's a low hum. ] ...it's one of those things where I'm glad to know, but it almost makes it worse knowing that he had to go through any of this to begin with and will have to go through with tomorrow and still experience death, publicly, before we can bring him back. Just because we're able to save them all doesn't mean they won't remember how it all felt. To go through with murdering a teammate, and a friend. To have to have another friend, most likely, kill them in front of an audience. Those are the things you can't take back.
...all the more reason I'm going to make them pay for what they've done to us. And that we can all get out of here without getting trapped.
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I know. I know we did. And then the prints were fucking jack shit - who the hell touched that goddamn cart...
[ looking back at the courthouse angrily, her hands are just clenched tightly into fists. ]
... We knew it was going to happen but... what the hell. How did three bodies end up coming out of all of this...
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I don't...[ he's busy trying to reorganize everything in his head. ] This wasn't supposed to happen. This was the last thing I wanted for him.
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that's not the outcome they wanted. at all. she just loosens her arms a bit, nodding softly down the street. for now, let's just walk a little. ]
Did he tell you...? After?
[ she isn't mad, of all things, she just wants to know. has he been sitting with this the whole time? ]
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walking. and he just...kind of nods miserably. ]
After we found Vane. After the news went out...that's when he told me what happened. I...it was kind of the worst thing to happen? He's been so scared of losing control and killing someone this entire time, and I'd always promised him I'd be there to help him and then I wasn't and...well. You saw what happened. He'd wanted to make it quick and painless for Ponta, but all of the healing he did Thursday was too much and he didn't get a chance to get the energy back out before we got stuck for the night.
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God, Sunshine... we were so fucked up on Thursday... I...
[ will. she prickles unhappily. because this place is so fucking unfair, and now will is going to jail for the night and she knows that nico is going to be absolutely miserable despite their knowledge. her brows knit together, fury apparent in the way her threads lash quietly. ]
I know that saying that we're getting him back [ all of them back ] doesn't help anything now... but we're going to. And we're going to show everyone responsible exactly what happens when they fuck with all of us.
[ she looks to him. ] We're going to make sure you go home with him. Together at the end of all of this.
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[ ...there's a low hum. ] ...it's one of those things where I'm glad to know, but it almost makes it worse knowing that he had to go through any of this to begin with and will have to go through with tomorrow and still experience death, publicly, before we can bring him back. Just because we're able to save them all doesn't mean they won't remember how it all felt. To go through with murdering a teammate, and a friend. To have to have another friend, most likely, kill them in front of an audience. Those are the things you can't take back.
...all the more reason I'm going to make them pay for what they've done to us. And that we can all get out of here without getting trapped.