[she looks at him out of the corner of her eyes as she walks in. gauging him. but his appearance... it looks the same as she remembers. regular skin. short hair.
maybe he didn't go with them and get... whatever happened.
she moves to put the gauntlets against the wall, and shrugs.]
Thanks. Thought it was time to change up my look.
[or fall into such a debilitating depression you don't fucking care--
ANYWAY.]
Glad to see you're still hanging around, though. I know it's only been a week, but... [. . . wheeze. it was easier when she didn't know him at home, but now? she has memories of him here, and from home. that he was a trencher like her, and just wanted to help the world.
it makes it even more difficult for her to hate him.] A lot can happen in a week, apparently.
that's what i get for phone tagging lmfao
maybe he didn't go with them and get... whatever happened.
she moves to put the gauntlets against the wall, and shrugs.]
Thanks. Thought it was time to change up my look.
[or fall into such a debilitating depression you don't fucking care--
ANYWAY.]
Glad to see you're still hanging around, though. I know it's only been a week, but... [. . . wheeze. it was easier when she didn't know him at home, but now? she has memories of him here, and from home. that he was a trencher like her, and just wanted to help the world.
it makes it even more difficult for her to hate him.] A lot can happen in a week, apparently.
[smooth.]