DAMIEN CATCHALL

[fleshedout]

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[fleshedout]

[Terrible, indeed.]

[She seems to think about something, though.]

Damien. Do you think you have enemies here?

[highrisk]

Why would I? I haven't done anything wrong.

[ he is way too defensive about that, both in tone and his emotions... ]

[fleshedout]

You may not, but I'm asking sincerely. Do you think someone might be after you?

[highrisk]

Honestly, the person I was most sketched out about was November, and I don't even think he had it out for me. He was just a dick.

[fleshedout]

[There's...an emotional reaction to that, some annoyance, but she's pushing it down, among the other emotions simmering inside.]

He didn't have it out for anyone. But anyways...who did you tell that you were staying in the Workshop?

[highrisk]

[ damien shrugs. like he said, he just thought november was an asshole, he didn't think the guy was out to get him. ]

Nogiku and Garou. Nogiku made us write it down before we left.

[fleshedout]

...

What do you think about that note that was from "A Friend"?

[highrisk]

... Someone wanted to distract us and it didn't work.

[ hah... ]

[fleshedout]

Maybe, but...the reason why I'm asking all these questions is, well...you were the only one in the Workshop, weren't you?

[highrisk]

And you think that makes Nogiku or Garou suspicious?

Or me.

[fleshedout]

[A sigh.]

Not you. But it makes me wonder why there was an emphasis on pointing that place out and you being the only one there.

Like I said. Maybe someone is targeting you.

[highrisk]

If someone wanted to frame me, they should have tried harder.

[fleshedout]

Don't ask for it.

[highrisk]

I'm not saying I want them to do better, I'm just saying. For an attempt to distract us or slow us down or to get people looking at me, it was weak.

[fleshedout]

It was, but still.

I don't want you to be in danger when you don't deserve to be.

[highrisk]

But if I deserved it, it'd be fine?

[ he is so annoyingly defensive. ]

[fleshedout]

[GIVING HIM A LOOK LIKE REALLY. REALLY]

[highrisk]

[ his question stands! ]

[fleshedout]

...

[Her eyes are...tearing up, suddenly, like there's a sorrow here among the turmoil that's been fished out from the blue with no warning.]

God. You're such an idiot.

[highrisk]

[ i - help. ]

Don't...

[fleshedout]

[She's so!!! SAD BUT ALSO >8I!!!! RIGHT NOW]

I just want you to be okay, Damien. So shut up.

[highrisk]

[ probably bad that some part of him feels good about this. but like, wow, a whole person cares about him a little? this is wild. ]

I'm fine.

[ he's? blinking a little rapidly though?? emotion-share is definitely part of it but also it's - he likes hot pants. it's hard to see her actually seem distraught when she usually holds herself together so well. ]

[fleshedout]

Right now, you are.

[Sometimes, it's been a hell of a week, and all emotions just leak out of you like a sieve.]

Just let people look after you. It isn't hard.

[highrisk]

It's...

[ it is hard? he literally hasn't had anyone looking out for him since he was thirteen and he doesn't know how to handle it.

unfortunately he is absolutely abysmal at comforting people. ]

You - you don't need to worry. Nothing happened.

[ ... there's other stuff to worry about. but even he's smart enough to realize that's probably part of why she's so upset. so it doesn't need pointing out. ]

[fleshedout]

...

[She huffs, frowning, like she's trying to save face.]

I hope this isn't some kind of thing like your "technically I'm not lying by saying I don't have powers even though I did at some point".

[vibes are BINCH]