PC: BEAU + CALEB

[headmt]

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[headmt]

[Beau,]

That's not what we're asking and you know it.

[katzepaw]

[He shrugs from his position on the couch.]

. . . Maybe it isn't really a question worth asking. Of course you are doing badly after everything that has happened.

[disreguarded]

[she picks at her knuckles - they're mostly healed, but there are a few scratches there that she's fucking with.]

You were right, Caleb. [she says finally, digging her nails in.] The compulsion sucks.

[headmt]

[Reaching over to just gently take one of her hands. If she wants to keep picking at scabs, she can, but. Maybe better not to. His gaze flicks over to Caleb and back, but he sighs out - perhaps a bit wound up tight.]

Compulsion sucks.

[katzepaw]

Mm. [He can only agree, though he meant it in a slightly more selfish way when he said it.]

But. . . it is the same as what we decided when we voted for him. An awful decision, but one we all agreed on to survive.

You are not more culpable just because it was at your own hands.

[disreguarded]

[she stops picking when molly takes her hand, just holds onto it. she's making an effort to not squeeze too tight.]

No, I know that. [she fought it, and it still won. it wasn't her fault. but that's the issue. because it wasn't her.] I didn't want to do it that way.

[headmt]

[She can squeeze if she wants.]

I know.

[ He'll squeeze the hand if she won't? ]

Only thing we can do is keep going. Balance out the ugliness somewhere else.

[katzepaw]

. . . I think we only need to hold out for a bit longer. Here, I have something.

[He will take two pieces of paper out of his pocket and share with them.]

[disreguarded]

[he squeezes, so she holds a little more tightly, once she knows it's okay.

as for the notes... oh, huh.]

I got one from Adora, but it wasn't like... trying to tell me anything, I don't think.

[a pause.] I don't know what to make of these. Feels like they're trying to say something and dodging it. Well - Rupert, anyway.

[headmt]

I didn't get any.

[Oh. Rupert's letter is so cute. What a little nerd. He's so fond of him.]

They're probably-- concerned about what exactly can be said. Without causing anyone to be hurt by accident.

[katzepaw]

Yeah. [He shoots Molly a sideways fond smile.] They could write anything to you and you would just go crazy trying to tell us about it.

[disreguarded]

Well, in that case, maybe don't let him read any of the letters.

[not that he can anyway]

[headmt]

[That's probably true that he'd just go bananas.]

Or there's no need to communicate anything to me. Think I've already got a grasp of it, I just can't tell anyone.

[katzepaw]

That's true, too. Plus they were probably already tired of you.

[disreguarded]

[a small snort.]

Can't blame them. [she says, holding molly's hand so tightly she's probably cutting off circulation a bit.]