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[ These fussy-pants do not come with an off-switch!! ]

Seeing your friends like that hurts in a different way. [ She looks away, towards the fire, and tries very, very hard to ignore the phantom twinge of pain in her back. ] And … I know he means a lot to you.

I'm -- I'm sorry I couldn't stop him.

...Oh my god, are you actually apologising for dying right now.

[AOKO WHY.]

N-Not for dying! [ Mostly, anyway. Church had felt her guilt for himself; she couldn't help but feel like she'd hurt Puma with her choices. ]

Well, you shouldn't be apologising for any of it.

[He sighs, taking a moment to lean back a little as he tries to put his thoughts together. It's not easy, with Aoko's feelings and his own reaction to the memory still fresh in his head.]

There weren't any choices you could've made that would've been any better.

[ Aoko shifts when he does, drawing her legs up in a loose, comfortable curl. ]

… I could’ve stopped him. [ Mutters, her voice small. ] All I had to do was say the right name. [ All she’d had to do was hold on to her head, instead of panicking. ]

[ She forces a laugh. ]

Geez, I’m — [ sorry ] Do you need a minute?

[He tries to bring up more reassurances, some words that could comfort her, but nothing comes to him. All he can think is don't blame yourself, blame me and that's not going to help anybody.]

I, uh. You know what, I just wanna move on to something else. Get this off my mind.

[The sooner he can stop thinking about it, push it behind a wall away from reach, the better.]

… That’s fine.

[ There isn't much anybody can do to help with the aftermath of what happened. She can’t blame Church for wanting to leave the whole thing well enough alone … ]

[ (As worrying as it is, after he let slip about his feelings on Aoko’s time as an AI.) ]

But, uhm. Do you mind if I ... D'you mind if I lean against you for a minute?

[ AT LEAST SHE HAS THE GRACE TO SOUND EMBARASSED ]

Uh.

[oh god he was not prepared for this]

I guess that's fine, if you like leaning against chunks of metal?

[ do you regret your life choices yet, church ]

[ shuffles over so that she can lean against him!! ]

… Thanks.

[he always regrets his life choices]

Yeah, no problem. I'm here to help.

One of these days, I hope I get to help you as much as you've helped me.

[ There is absolutely nothing sappy about this. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. ]

It's not like I've even done that much. I mean, sure, go ahead and thank me for it, that's totally fine. But. I'm just saying.

[THIS IS SAPPY AS FUCK.]

[ A LITTLE SAP IS GOOD FOR THE SOUL. ]

You've done plenty. [ oh dear there's a head leaning against his shoulder plate ] Thank you, Church-san.

[oh my god how is he supposed to deal with this]

You're welcome?

And, uh. I'm guessing we're done with the memory sharing for tonight.

[ Her smile fades, her next breath coming in a little huff. ]

That's up to you. I don't mind either way.

[He's a little hesitant, but pushes through it. He can do this. It'll prove that he's fine.]

Weren't we supposed to share both ways? I could show you one of mine.

Edited 2016-06-04 20:30 (UTC)

Technically, you don't have to share with me …

[ She lifts her head to look at him, worried. ]

Are you really sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

[He can do this.]

I don't have anything really bad back yet, so you don't need to worry about that.

It's not your memories that I'm worried about.

[ IT'S YOU, NERD. ]

[ But. She pulls out a bag of marshmallow dinosaurs. ]

Uh, for these ones, you need to hold onto it for a couple of seconds and then give it back. Echo magic is weird.

It's really weird.

[Seriously, what's with all the dinosaur candy??? Taking one out and holding it for a few seconds before offering it to her.

It's a fun memory.]

[ THE FUCK ]

[ Please note, she said "the fuck" outloud as well just now ]

Right, that reaction makes it pretty easy to guess which one you just got. Sorry you had to see that.

[BECAUSE IT IS REALLY STUPID.]

Edited 2016-06-10 18:49 (UTC)

Is—was …

[ ??? ]

Was he okay after that?!

...It's Caboose. I wouldn't exactly say he was okay before that.

[DODGED LIKE A CHAMPION]

That's … That's not comforting …

[ god, that poor guy ]

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