[ wow this sucks. after coming back from carefully depositing ochako, xie lian is heading for the pier just to sit and think.
when he spots a familiar head of blonde hair, though, he stops, and just goes to join her, standing with his hands folded behind his back. ochako's velociraptor is sitting on his shoulder. ]
[ usagi hasn't moved since the announcement, curled up on the sand with her face hidden in her knees. it's been weeks and weeks of constantly losing people who have been becoming important to her but somehow this one hurts the most....?
there's a quiet sniff in acknowledgment but otherwise, all she does is hold out a hand for him. ]
[ immediately, he takes it, and drops to sit in the sand next to her.
yeah. this is hard.
he doesn't want to say anything - this curfew effect is ridiculous -, so for the moment, he just squeezes her hand, tightly, and sits close so she can lean on his shoulder if she wants to cry. ]
[ even chatty usagi can't figure out what to say to lose another piece of themselves. all she can do is cling on while the tears drip quietly, shifting until she's pressing her face against his arm.
[ that's fine. xie lian's sort of expecting it - he won't cry himself, but he shifts to wrap his arm around her shoulders and pull her in, instead. he can't give her a real hug like this - both of them are injured on their torsos - but, this feels like all he can do, right now.
he squeezes, tight, and just lets her cry, only saying in a soft voice - ] ...It's alright, Miss Usagi. [ and turning his cheek to gently tuck against the top of her head.
he'll sit here with her for the rest of the night, if that's what he needs to do.]
[ at this her breath hitches, the silence breaking as she sobs into his arms. there's no way to stop the heartbreak she feels at losing someone she's come to adore in their time here, the pain of yet another loss this place took from them.
returning back to the inn might just spark all the memories they've made and honestly, at this moment hiding here until morning might be valid ]
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when he spots a familiar head of blonde hair, though, he stops, and just goes to join her, standing with his hands folded behind his back. ochako's velociraptor is sitting on his shoulder. ]
...Miss Usagi. [ he greets, quietly. ]
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there's a quiet sniff in acknowledgment but otherwise, all she does is hold out a hand for him. ]
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yeah. this is hard.
he doesn't want to say anything - this curfew effect is ridiculous -, so for the moment, he just squeezes her hand, tightly, and sits close so she can lean on his shoulder if she wants to cry. ]
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everything sucks. ]
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he squeezes, tight, and just lets her cry, only saying in a soft voice - ] ...It's alright, Miss Usagi. [ and turning his cheek to gently tuck against the top of her head.
he'll sit here with her for the rest of the night, if that's what he needs to do.]
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returning back to the inn might just spark all the memories they've made and honestly, at this moment hiding here until morning might be valid ]