I'm just saying. [ but they will turn and start making a drink for her, too. it's why she catches stray thoughts of hate curse shouldn't count against redemption... time these better... why do people.. ]
Probably because Monday's everybody distracted with the new places and Wednesdays may be team bonding. Tuesdays don't have a lot going on. [ a sip from their drink...
...they should not address it, but. ]
The love ones seem pretty harmless in theory but in practice it's always a huge disaster.
...ugh, this week is going to get annoying, I can't tell when that's happening.
[but, fine.]
They are, yeah. Dealing with that kind of thing's difficult enough without it being artificial, and then you've gotta deal with the aftermath or never speak of it again.
Yeah. Yeah, kinda. [ it will be annoying because they're aware they're probably just as susceptible to it. ]
On the other hand, if it's artificial at least you don't really have to deal with too much of the messiness of it. Could just both agree it meant nothing and move on. [ which is better than thinking it meant something and then having to move on, probably. ]
If I'm going anywhere, it's going to be Terra, so-- decent odds I might not see people again? And it's not like I love the guy or something. That'd be wayyy too much.
[but she's thinking about it enough that there's a fragment of something that manifests from her thoughts, imaginary but present. a frustrated past w telling another woman: i remember-- all this shit that doesn't even matter! but i can't... i can't remember the last conversation i had with her.
she's just decided not to leave things unsaid. even if that meant admitting she cared about a person.]
[ they don't reply, because they're taking this thought into account, along with what she says. ]
I get it. With everything that's happened here, I think a lot of people are finding there are things they wished they could have said. And without knowing what's coming after, it makes sense to get it out now.
I haven't actually asked him about it. I let Anders tell me whatever he wants to tell me. But even so, breakups are messy. Sometimes you don't even stay broken up.
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It's only Monday.
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... also, don't worry over me like that. Gross.
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[she takes the manhattan, taking a long sip. if anyone tries to love curse me next i'm going to start stabbing again.]
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...they should not address it, but. ]
The love ones seem pretty harmless in theory but in practice it's always a huge disaster.
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[but, fine.]
They are, yeah. Dealing with that kind of thing's difficult enough without it being artificial, and then you've gotta deal with the aftermath or never speak of it again.
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On the other hand, if it's artificial at least you don't really have to deal with too much of the messiness of it. Could just both agree it meant nothing and move on. [ which is better than thinking it meant something and then having to move on, probably. ]
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[as she takes another sip of her drink: ah, fuck it.]
Probably also better than "but what if I hurt you, clearly the answer is to just hit pause on everything". I didn't think it was that serious...
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That... sounds a little more personal and pointed suddenly.
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While I don't disagree... wanna tell me about it?
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If I say it was Anders, does that explain enough?
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Little bit. [ a long sip of their own. ] Turned you down, huh.
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[a half-shrug.]
It's-- complicated.
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[pain in the ass. hawke's not worth it.]
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[ does not blame her, but simply curious. ]
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[she says after a second.]
If I'm going anywhere, it's going to be Terra, so-- decent odds I might not see people again? And it's not like I love the guy or something. That'd be wayyy too much.
[but she's thinking about it enough that there's a fragment of something that manifests from her thoughts, imaginary but present. a frustrated past w telling another woman: i remember-- all this shit that doesn't even matter! but i can't... i can't remember the last conversation i had with her.
she's just decided not to leave things unsaid. even if that meant admitting she cared about a person.]
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I get it. With everything that's happened here, I think a lot of people are finding there are things they wished they could have said. And without knowing what's coming after, it makes sense to get it out now.
Did you tell him that?
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In my defense, I didn't actually know it was this complicated for him, he definitely gave me the impression before that he broke shit off with Hawke!
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