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[cursedtolive]

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[hououji]

[... Hey, Czes. Remember that blonde you used to live with?

Remember how she moved out of the motel months ago?

Well, she's sitting on the steps not too far from the door to his room. And she's staring off into space. She doesn't realize he lives there, and to be honest it doesn't look like she'd care.

Her ...eye... is red, and she hasn't slept well the last two nights.

Take pity on a former... whatever she was to him?]

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[cursedtolive]

[He remembers. And he doesn't notice she's there until he opens the front door to take out the recycling (it was his job) and recognizes the light hair. Funny, he thinks. He doesn't know why she's there; wasn't her friend in the city now? Why isn't she with Hikaru? He's trying to think of a way to step around her (he doesn't feel like a confrontation) when he notices that--]

... Why're you crying?

[He looks genuinely concerned, if only because it doesn't make any sense to him.]

[hououji]

[She's... startled to say the least.

Czes is not who she wants to see right now, but she'll be civil. She wipes her cheek, trying to pretend she hadn't been. But she can't manage a smile, fake or real, either.]

... Only one side cries anymore. I think that's a good place to start.

[cursedtolive]

... That's not a good joke. [He sighs a little and puts the bag down, brushing his hands off and tugging a handkerchief out of his pocket. He holds it out.]

... I thought your friend got here?

[hououji]

[Nope. That starts a new wave of tears. Sorry, Czes, she doesn't even see you holding it out.]

[cursedtolive]

[Oh shit?!]

... Hey!

[He's startled enough to go up to her and put a hand on her arm.]

What's going on?

[hououji]

It's all my fault...

[She can't stop crying, but she wants to.] Umi-san and Danny-san are angry with me, if I hadn't made that post yesterday, Hikaru-san might never have arrived, Umi-san was still angry with me when I brought her home and I--

I-I forgot my wallet, and I can't impose on Elijah-san another night...

[cursedtolive]

... Come with me.

[He lowers his hand to hers and tugs on it, ignoring the trash. Nobody's going to care.]

I can hardly tell what you're saying. You're freezing.

[hououji]

[She eyes him, suspiciously, after blinking out her most recent tears.]

W-where?

[cursedtolive]

Where I live. I live in that room right there with Charon.

[hououji]

... Why? [You're going to murder her again, aren't you?]

[cursedtolive]

Because I'm going to make you something to drink and you're going to tell me when you're not hiccuping.

I'm not going to kill you. That kid... is Claire Stanfield's descendant.

[hououji]

[She doesn't understand why that matters.

But there's a very important question she needs answered.]

... Why are you doing this?

[cursedtolive]

Well... I came out and I saw you crying. I don't just leave kids crying most of the time.

[hououji]

[You've given her enough reason to cry. And fff "kid" what.

But she bites her tongue. She nods. She promises herself she won't stay long.]

[cursedtolive]

[He figures she must be in terrible shape if she's even talking to him.]

I'll make you some tea.

[hououji]

... Thank you.

[She'll take any kindness. Even if it's from the person who's been worst to her here.

But hey, she's been doing well. The people who should rightly hate her are treating her well. The people who she wants support from the most are treating her awfully.

She's got this friendship thing all worked out.]

[cursedtolive]

[Oh definitely. Czes tugs her gently and opens the door, letting go at that point to let her walk in herself. Then he'll lead her to the living room, sit her on a couch, give her the toss pillow and a blanket and goes to the kitchen to make tea with the hot water he had on the stove from earlier.

Have tea.]

[hououji]

[... She just. blinks at him.

SHE EXPECTED. HIM BEING A DOUCHE. She expected civility from Umi. She expected Hikaru not here. She did not expect civility from him, yelling from Umi, Hikaru being in the motel.

Her world is upside down.]

[cursedtolive]

... I didn't poison it. [That's what he's expecting her to think, anyway. He's still holding the mug out to her to see if she'll take it.]

You're cold, so drinking something warm should help.

[hououji]

[She... will. After turning away for a moment because staring at him like that is rude.]

... After how I've been treating you, you are the last person I expected kindness from.

[She. Doesn't. Get. It.]

I thought you would yell, like Umi-san, or Danny-san. Or just ignore me.

[cursedtolive]

I don't have a reason to yell at you. And I don't need to.

If you don't want to impose on Elijah, you can stay here. I can sleep on the couch.

[hououji]

... I asked you to leave.

[No she didn't.]

... Why? [Seriously she just doesn't get it.]

[cursedtolive]

[Seriously you didn't. You told him not to blame his own leaving on you. Fuu. Come on.]

... When you're alone, the UAA might take their chance to hurt you. It'd be an easy time to make you and your friends fall apart more.

I don't want to give them that opportunity, if that'd be easier for you to believe.

[hououji]

[Yeah well she feels guilty.]

I... don't understand why not. [You certainly didn't mind it when you shot her in the head.

Or the shoulder.]