[if he knew what she was trying to do earlier, why did he let go?
...
she lets go of the ladder, and gathers up the remaining pieces of her heart. by the sound, she can judge where Shin is - and Helena dives, swims to him, to resurface next to him. to try and take his hand again.]
[don't let go. don't pull away from her. please. say anything, but don't let go. she's putting pieces together, feeling where they go, even when her heart is bleeding tree sap in multiple places - using it to stick the pieces back together.
[It's a strange, painful relief, that feels selfish to even have. She's clever, she's working it out... His ears are pricked; the problem is now not whether she knows or not, but how to convey it when he feels watched.]
Ahaha... did I, I wonder? Someone had to, right? [Shut up shut up shut up.] Otherwise... what would happen?
[Why is he like this.]
It takes a while for the paperwork to go through, doesn't it?
[As an explanation and apology, it kind of sucks.]
[he'll feel how her hand tightens on his, see how she's struggling when the pieces are before her, going through yet another shift in emotion. questions she can't ask, even though she knows there's no teachers here, struggling with the outcome. she wants to hit him in the chest, wants to shake him, wants to cry all over again. there's too much, and she's furious for a different reason, yet drained from everything earlier...
Shin will hear that her voice is still quiet, but firm for the moment.]
[This... really isn't the best place for this sort of thing, no, although is there ever? He's ready to faceplant onto a mattress.]
Let's go back... S-sorry, Helena.
[He wouldn't blame her if she'd just left, or did any of those things in that text box up there, but he goes with her to the ladder, letting her hold his hand for as long as it's practical what with climbing concerns etc. Time to head back to the dorms.]
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she lets go of the ladder, and gathers up the remaining pieces of her heart. by the sound, she can judge where Shin is - and Helena dives, swims to him, to resurface next to him. to try and take his hand again.]
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[This time, he'll let her. The tail of the wetsuit's cord snakes in the water as he adjusts position.]
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[don't let go. don't pull away from her. please. say anything, but don't let go. she's putting pieces together, feeling where they go, even when her heart is bleeding tree sap in multiple places - using it to stick the pieces back together.
don't let go.]
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Ahaha... did I, I wonder? Someone had to, right? [Shut up shut up shut up.] Otherwise... what would happen?
[Why is he like this.]
It takes a while for the paperwork to go through, doesn't it?
[As an explanation and apology, it kind of sucks.]
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Shin will hear that her voice is still quiet, but firm for the moment.]
...I want to go back.
[we are going back. this is his penance.]
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[This... really isn't the best place for this sort of thing, no, although is there ever? He's ready to faceplant onto a mattress.]
Let's go back... S-sorry, Helena.
[He wouldn't blame her if she'd just left, or did any of those things in that text box up there, but he goes with her to the ladder, letting her hold his hand for as long as it's practical what with climbing concerns etc. Time to head back to the dorms.]