tenebraecious | continuations

[has pulled a shawl on, waiting for him at the balcony and enjoying the night sky as she does]

[he does eventually climb up the balcony, but when he flings himself over, he looks a little tired. like he's winded.]

Hey.

[expression pulled together for a beat before smoothing out, resting a hand on his forearm]

Good evening.

Hey.

[he pauses, and admits slowly]

... I'm garbage at talking this stuff out. Just... so you know.

Then, do not speak if you do not wish to.

[going to carefully give him a hug, be still for a second]

[what-- is a hug? but also, after a brief pause, he puts his arms around her too.

that feels very, very nice]

[going to linger for awhile like this, until he relaxes a bit himself, then stepping back with her hands on his chest]

Would you like to come inside?

... Pink's not in?

[he doesn't want to see him.]

He stopped by earlier and it went to hell.

Even if he is, that does not change my invitation.

[hmm]

Or the fact that our rooms are sound proof.

... Okay.

[he's too tired to even make the obvious phrasing joke. just. so much phrasing.]

Good. Of course, you may stay as long as you wish.

[considering she was aware of it (and also expecting it), she's grateful he hasn't. just taking his hand and leading him inside, directly to her room]

[he will only briefly glance around, forever curious about dorms not his own.]

Generous offer, you know.

I would be overjoyed if you did take full advantage of it.

[not shutting her door behind them when they are in her room, it's rather stark since she's been spending her points elsewhere, but staying near the door instead]

I'm going to prepare a few items. Please, make yourself comfortable.

[he can respect that, because... well, he's been doing the same. but he's not going to be too nosy.

however, he will pull his hood back down, so it's not obscuring his face anymore]

[given roughly five minutes or so, she comes back in with a tray: water, tea, biscuits, sandwiches, and fruit . . . and then the door gets shut as she moves to put it down at a table]

Take whatever you like.

[going to start on a cup of tea for herself and him]

[honestly, he'll take at least one of the biscuits, before leaning against the wall.

in the light, it's easier to see that he's very pale, and has new scars along his arms]

Thanks.

You are welcome.

[considering that then setting a cup of tea down in his direction, hands around her own cup]

You said you were bad at explaining. Would questions help? Or would you rather take some time to put everything in order?