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[leonheartedly]

WHO: Thistle and friends
WHERE: Thistle
WHEN: Day 54 post-ritual (and probably into 55 tbh)

[WE SURE DID SOME THISTLEING DIDN'T WE.

So much has happened we barely had time to clean our fridge]

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[beathollow]

I understand.

( she'll follow along, then! )

[survivaltricks]

[leading her into Thistle! also miraculously he has no idea that she can't hear]

Do you want some tea or coffee?

[beathollow]

( yeah no she has no clue he said anything at all, actually? yeah. sorry lupin. )

[survivaltricks]

[no response?? tilting his head towards her, visibly bemused]

Sonata?

[beathollow]

--Oh! Um. Did... you say something...?






I. I'm sorry. I should have said that the wolf... might have. Deafened me while I was captured? I thought I did. I'm sorry-

1/2

[survivaltricks]

[opens mouth]

[closes mouth]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . clenches his fists tightly together, sucking in a sharp breath and letting it out in a deep exhale]

[holds up one finger before vanishing into Thistle's recreational room, returning with a notebook and a piece of paper. and after some scribbling!]

Is this okay?

[beathollow]

( oh there he goes- )

Ah- yes. I can also read lips, which is what I've largely been relying on outside of talking to Lily, who... subtitled themselves. ... I really am sorry for not saying anything sooner.

[survivaltricks]

[he shakes his head quickly, giving her a lopsided, apologetic smile. scribble scribble. . .]

It's okay. This isn't your fault. You've been through so much lately.

[so much in such a short period of time]

[beathollow]

( oh... she hopes this isn't an inconvenience. )

I... yes. But I'll be okay. I promise.

[survivaltricks]

[a tiny smile]

[scribble scribble. . .]

I know.

You are very strong.

[beathollow]

(


you can't just SAY THAT she's going to CRY--

sonata stares for a moment before her eyes well up a little. sorry lupin you are getting hugged. )

[survivaltricks]

[the notebook he was using drops to the table with a clack. . . and even though the hug is a bit of a surprise, he responds easily and quickly, wrapping his arms around her shoulders to reciprocate. it helps that she had hugged him right after Thistle had been brought back to life after. . . you know. All of That]

[. . .]

[a thought suddenly occurs to him, but. . . like this, she won't be able to hear him speak. so he holds onto it for now, keeping it close until the hug ends]

[beathollow]

( don't worry, she's aware of the complications and after a tight squeeze, she'll step back a little, almost sheepishly. )

Sorry... I got a little emotional.

[survivaltricks]

[he draws back when she does, shaking his head quickly, as if to say-- no, no, don't worry about it]

[. . .]

[and there's only a brief moment of hesitation before he picks up his notebook and scribbles something new on the page]

. . . why are you so kind to us?

[beathollow]

( sonata blinks once, twice and then frowns, confused and... honestly almost hurt? )

Because you're my friends.

[survivaltricks]

[aaaaah, he lifts a hand to try and soothe that bemused and wounded expression, before scribbling down something else on his notebook]

I'm really happy you feel that way. Honestly. I consider you a friend, too.

[he shows her that, before putting down the notebook and frowning, brows furrowed. what he writes next he writes more sedately]

. . . I guess I'm just surprised you. . . still feel that way, after what happened.

[beathollow]

It's like I told Odin: I forgave you the moment you let me have my space to be hurt. I just needed time- but you all still apologized and when I said not yet, you backed off.

I know it was for Yata. I know that if you hadn't been between a rock, a hard place, and a pit of spikes, you would never had. This place forces things between others in such ways that I cannot truly take the bad as entirely your actions. So I won't.