[Atem puts a webbed hand on Ingrid's shoulder, thanks her, apologizes for pulling her away, and then follows Nanami. He'll need to open the door for her, to let them back into the hallway of the 38-8. As he goes, he says:]
Death's difficult for you, isn't it...? I can understand that, and it's not just you who feels that way.
[But he doesn't.
He's died so many times, both in excruciating pain and without any at all, that death is an old friend, a fact of (un)life. He could tell Nanami about this, about how he's died about ten times so far, and has thoughts about them all, and which were worst, and why...
...but, he has it together just enough to think, Nanami needs to eat. Not to listen to me.
He puts the key in the lock, and turns it, leaning hard against the door as he goes. He's exhausted, and on his last legs, even though he can't sleep. As long as he keeps moving, he's fine.]
I've got butchered meat in my apartment. We can bury that for you if you want it. Or, you can take some of me...
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cw: death discussion
Date: 2022-08-08 04:00 am (UTC)Death's difficult for you, isn't it...? I can understand that, and it's not just you who feels that way.
[But he doesn't.
He's died so many times, both in excruciating pain and without any at all, that death is an old friend, a fact of (un)life. He could tell Nanami about this, about how he's died about ten times so far, and has thoughts about them all, and which were worst, and why...
...but, he has it together just enough to think, Nanami needs to eat. Not to listen to me.
He puts the key in the lock, and turns it, leaning hard against the door as he goes. He's exhausted, and on his last legs, even though he can't sleep. As long as he keeps moving, he's fine.]
I've got butchered meat in my apartment. We can bury that for you if you want it. Or, you can take some of me...