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May. 8th, 2035 09:06 pm
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Date: 2024-02-15 08:16 pm (UTC)
maltesefalcon: (pinch)
From: [personal profile] maltesefalcon
"I'm not exactly happy with what I know, but...disconnecting from you, leaving you alone, that's not going to help anyone, not either of us. Things are pretty shit right now, but I don't want them to be worse, for you or for anyone."

He shakes his head, nuzzles hers.

"And I hope if you need someone to talk to, you might reach out in the future. I can be a very good listener."

Date: 2024-02-15 08:42 pm (UTC)
maltesefalcon: (stoicism)
From: [personal profile] maltesefalcon
"I do know. We're going to keep warning people away from the woods. People will still keep going there, thinking they're stronger or better or braver. The same tensions will exist as they always have."

A hesitation.

"Do you know if, um. If a victim being willing ruins anything for you?"

Date: 2024-02-15 09:06 pm (UTC)
maltesefalcon: (sightwarden)
From: [personal profile] maltesefalcon
"For obvious reasons, I'm certain. But if push comes to shove, and you're desperate enough, let me know."

...it's the opposite of what her grandpappy would want, Cerrit realizes.

Date: 2024-02-18 02:37 am (UTC)
maltesefalcon: (intimidation check)
From: [personal profile] maltesefalcon
"Good. And you have ways of reaching me if you need to talk. You don't need to hold it all alone, always, Dolly." Surprise, you're not going to be dadded at any less, now that Cerrit knows.