[ It does take some time, not because she's ignoring him on purpose or in particular. But it had frightened her, torn her away from the good way she felt, and so she did what was familiar. She hid. Under a pile of Reindire, safe and sound, and cried her eyes out.
It's only after that, that she comes back. Not talking very much, but keeping to herself.
So when she gets the second message, she takes a minute, and tired as she sounds, she does make sure to answer. She knows quit simply, he isn't in the wrong, she is. ]
[ He can hear the guilt in her voice, and it's not surprising. It wasn't that long ago that she announced she'd rather die than harm another person. His tone is gentle, reassuring. ]
No no no, don't apologize. You didn't hurt anyone. I'm perfectly fine, no harm done.
That's not true. Clearly there was some kind of harm done or we wouldn't be here, would we?
[ She sighs. Chewing on the inside of her lip as she tries to put it into words. ]
I find... reality hard sometimes. Not for the usual reasons, but it's hard for me to.... remember. This doesn't come easy to me. Thank you for talking to me, and giving me a chance to learn from my mistakes. It means a lot, honestly.
[ Okay, okay, no permanent harm, then. But that's splitting hairs at this point, so he decides not to harp on it.
He's not... entirely sure what she's trying to express. Is she talking about some sort of ... dissociation issue, or culture shock, or what? Still, this isn't a good time to pry. She is sorry about what happened, even if he still feels it's more his fault than hers. The air has been cleared, neither of them is angry, and they'll both be more careful in the future. That's pretty close to an optimal result, right there. ]
Of course. And thank you for your concern.
[ Before they head to signing off, though, he adds an afterthought- ]
Oh - one thing. If you don't mind, I'd rather we keep this ... quirk of mine confidential. From the lads, if nothing else. Is that all right?
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It's only after that, that she comes back. Not talking very much, but keeping to herself.
So when she gets the second message, she takes a minute, and tired as she sounds, she does make sure to answer. She knows quit simply, he isn't in the wrong, she is. ]
Hello, Qubit. It's Angel.
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Angel, yes, hello. Are you doing all right?
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I'm doing alright. Better than I did to you, it seems.
[ There lays the palpable pause, the heaviness of her voice in that knowledge. ]
I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted to hurt anyone.
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No no no, don't apologize. You didn't hurt anyone. I'm perfectly fine, no harm done.
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[ She sighs. Chewing on the inside of her lip as she tries to put it into words. ]
I find... reality hard sometimes. Not for the usual reasons, but it's hard for me to.... remember. This doesn't come easy to me. Thank you for talking to me, and giving me a chance to learn from my mistakes. It means a lot, honestly.
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He's not... entirely sure what she's trying to express. Is she talking about some sort of ... dissociation issue, or culture shock, or what? Still, this isn't a good time to pry. She is sorry about what happened, even if he still feels it's more his fault than hers. The air has been cleared, neither of them is angry, and they'll both be more careful in the future. That's pretty close to an optimal result, right there. ]
Of course. And thank you for your concern.
[ Before they head to signing off, though, he adds an afterthought- ]
Oh - one thing. If you don't mind, I'd rather we keep this ... quirk of mine confidential. From the lads, if nothing else. Is that all right?