baltimores: (01; stop it)
last man standing. ([personal profile] baltimores) wrote in [community profile] meadowlarklogs 2020-11-28 11:32 am (UTC)

[ He stares down at her hand on his, then looks back up at her face when she starts to speak.

His mind blanks out for a second when she starts to lose her composure before he snaps right back to reality, trying to parse her request. He doesn't think someone's ever asked him for something like that before. Relationships come and go, but in the end, it's only ever about you, and if you aren't looking out for yourself, then nobody else will.

So this is a completely foreign concept.

He keeps staring at her, even as she looks away. ]


I don't know them. [ Start with a fact, at least. A stall, while he tries to figure out how to comprehend this. ] But I could... make sure nobody gives them shit.

[ He wonders how someone could be worried about anyone but themselves when they're probably staring death in the face. He's not kidding himself; an afternoon of training is barely scratching the surface of what she'll need. There's no "I'm sure you'll come out" because there's no way to be sure. So that she would turn her focus to others? That's... tough for him to follow. ]

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