[ binch stop running ]

[constellates]

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[constellates]

[ - ah.

the stare manages to make her shrink a little, looking away, as if ashamed of the memory like she did something bad]

... Извините. Sorry. To share.

[soba]

[ ... ]

You literally just saw me kill people, and you're apologizing for people being assholes?

[constellates]

[he has a point and she recognizes it, but she also did apologize to him for when he hit her with a chair]

... Жалость. Do not like to make people feel bad for me.

[soba]

Then I won't feel bad for you.

[ problem solved ]

[constellates]

[ . . . She seems surprised, but also weirdly down for this compromise]

Oбещание? Promise?

[soba]

Yeah, yeah. Promise. You won't have to deal with me pitying you or anything, Anya.

[constellates]

[she considers that for a moment - before it makes her smile and she extends her uninjured hand, pinky out. time for a left-handed pinky promise]

Okay. No pity for both of us.

[soba]

[ i fucking hate you

but he looks down at her extended hand for a moment, before slowly curling his pinky around hers. ]

Deal.

[constellates]

[what could i have done

but she pretty much visibly brightens at that again, hooking their pinkies together with a smile]

Good deal. Оптимистичный. Even if things are bad... will try to find good, or way to move forward.

[that's what hope is, right?]

[soba]

... well, we'll see.

[ he said he would be her friend, not like

any of that other stuff. wow. ]

[constellates]

I will hope.

[easily - ]

You have to go home, yes? Семья. Your brother...

[soba]

... yeah.

I need to go back to him.

[constellates]

He is waiting for you.

[she's sure of that much, and so - ]

... I want to see Mama and Papa again too. Побег. So we will find way out.... that is not their rule.

[aka she hates this week's motive]

[soba]

[ he just steps over that first thing she says ]

You wouldn't kill to get out of here?

[constellates]

[she shakes her head at that]

.... I know others might.

But... everyone here has someone who cares for them. So I cannot.

[soba]

... so if they didn't, would you?

[constellates]

[she looks surprised at that, mostly because she can't seem to wrap her head around the idea that anyone could have

no one who cared for them at all

and her heart aches at that for a different reason]

... Нет. No. Because I would care for them.

[soba]

[ her answer makes him laugh, although there's not much humor in it. ]

That's such a you answer.

[constellates]

I do not know how to be someone else.... I hope you do not mean it as bad thing.

[even though that's technically not true, she's a good actress - but unlike a certain shitty bunny, she doesn't build a personality around it

anyway]

Вы? Would Toi do what they ask to get away from here?

[soba]

Maybe.

[ a pause ]

Except there's probably a catch involved somehow. So probably not.

[constellates]

[ . . . hmm. she nods a little bit then - ]

Okay. Безопасность. Be safe, no matter what you choose.

[soba]

... I can't really promise that here, you know.

[constellates]

I know. There is many danger.

[she tilts her head]

Попытаться. But I still hope that you try.

[soba]

... of course I'll try. It's not like I want to die here.

[constellates]

[she nods at that even as she looks out the window, gazing at the stars]

... Mm. Me too. I do not want to meet an end here.

[haha]

Вперед. So we will do our best to keep going..