SEASONS - IC INBOX

[wroughtandtempered]

"...This is Eve. Leave a message if you want. Or just fucking text me, I get those fast."

Comments

[daturameloxia]

It would distract you?

[Wylan is cautious.] I want to help, not hurt.

[wroughtandtempered]

It would. Gets me out of my head, a little. Just, mmn— let me know if I dig too hard, or something? I don't want to hurt you either, just maybe make it easier to untangle some shit.

[daturameloxia]

You were right about the words sinking in. He eventually tried to kill me the first time because there was nothing else to be done with me. I couldn’t be fixed.

[Deep breath and a sip of water. Koronai has been teaching him things.]

So I do assume everyone must think like my father. Even Wash. Even you.

And I assume that one day I will no longer be useful to anyone here.

[wroughtandtempered]

[ she has to bite her lip— because the first words out of her mouth were almost "you're not useful now," and she knows that would be taken the worst way possible. there's got to be a better way to frame "you don't need to be useful to stay." ]

...Have we been useful to you? Or— wait, better way to put it. Is our being useful what's most important to you.

[daturameloxia]

You’ve been very helpful, but it’s not what I find most important about you or Wash or Korone.

I care about each of you, outside of that.

[A pause. Wait a minute.]

It’s not the same.

[wroughtandtempered]

[ she grins a little, unseen. how did MK put it? "uno reverse?" ]

It is. I know your gut's probably going to call bullshit on that, but it really is.

[daturameloxia]

[Wylan needs a moment to digest the uno reverse turnabout he’s been given. And Eve is right, his instinct is to call, well, bullshit.

He supposes he had his father to blame for that, but maybe he should stop thinking if his father so much if he wants to try and get better.]

It is the same, isn’t it.

[Wylan sounds quietly but deeply surprised.]

[wroughtandtempered]

Yeah. ...You're our friend, so— it's a privilege? To be able to help while you heal. Even if there's hiccups or whatever.

...it's probably going to be hard to make that thought stick. But if you want me to do a recording or something I fucking will.

[daturameloxia]

Would a recording help?

[Wylan is genuinely curious. He’s still new to the land of recordings much more making an affirmational recording.]

[wroughtandtempered]

It might. The other stuff got ground in through hearing it a lot and violence, right? Can't do as much about the second thing, but having an easy reminder to go to might counteract the first some.

I'd be happy to just tell you, too—I think any of us would—but. I know when I get really in my own head I don't want to do things I think of as "bothering" people? So. A recording.

[daturameloxia]

A recording. [Wylan parrots back.] I suppose it can't hurt.

[A pause and then,] Thank you.