[ anya and hunter gonna be besties ]

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there will be a shitpost here once i find a relevant one

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[He's been focused on finding her, and when he comes across her in the library, his focus is on her injury rather than what she's reading at first. It's good to see it bandaged, but even apart from her hand... For someone as caring as she is, he can't imagine this is easy for her.

Still, after their conversation earlier in the week, he doesn't want to make her feel like she's worrying him too much. He tries to keep his voice light.]

...How are you holding up?

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[yea it's

pretty not great. when she hears someone speaking to her, she jumps a little as if startled and will look back over. automatically her uninjured hand moves to wipe at her face, and she tries for a weak, weak smile]

.... not the best but -

.... still here.

[she's not going to die, so she has no room to complain]

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...The second part doesn't really mean the first isn't important, you know.

[He understands what she means, though, and the look he gives her is sympathetic.]

Did you have someone take a look at that before you bandaged it up?

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[she nods]

Toi helped... He is good. [TOI IS SO GOOD and anya is very fond of him.] I will... ask Luna when she is not...

[like

so obviously emotionally compromised]

Трудно. Hard time for everyone.

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I don't think you'd be bothering her if you asked whenever. Knowing Luna... She might be glad for something helpful to do at a time like this.

[He moves on quickly, though, finally glancing down at the book she's holding and tilting his head curiously.]

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[ . . . even if that's true, anya would almost rather not provide a distraction. she thinks that people should be able to feel the entirety of their emotions, and grieve freely

what hypocrisy,

that said she'll turn the book for him to see - it... is a cookbook]

... Hunter, what is your favorite food?

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Pizza, probably.

[He answers on instinct, before he realizes why she's probably asking.]

Oh, but you don't have to - I mean, I'm really not hungry right now.

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Not now but...

[ . . . ]

I will learn favorite foods - so I can make it. Дом... A small thing to taste like home...

I... will make for Asch tonight.

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...I think that's a really great idea, Anya.

[After a moment:]

Could you use any help? I can't really cook, but...

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[ . . . she offers a soft smile]

If you would like to... company is nice.

[she is

so goddamn lonely]

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Yeah, of course. The best thing about being here is getting the chance to get to know each other, right?

[Like, pretty much the only good thing, but.]