DAMIEN CATCHALL

[fleshedout]

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[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]

[highrisk]

[ ugh. damien wipes at his eyes with his sleeves even if it's a bit preemptive. he wasn't crying! ]

... Are you still cursed or something?

[ he saw something about her being cursed during trial. and the idea of someone actually being so worried about him seems increasingly fake. ]

[fleshedout]

What? No. I don't think I ever was...except for the compliments?

[Like. Maybe that.]

Are you crying?

[highrisk]

Maybe something is making you like people more than usual.

[ ugh! ]

And no, I'm not. Christ.

[fleshedout]

.......

[Sorry, she's snorting at that.]

You really are an idiot.

[highrisk]

[ i am being INSULTED!!!! and for WHY! ]

[fleshedout]

I like you, Damien. No strings attached. Deal with it.

[bitch]

[highrisk]

[ oh... he's happy...

like a little bit, because today is still miserable and tomorrow will be too, but... ]