You did something...but I guess that's not really the magic part. ( Emil lays his head level with the small mattress, trying to be as comfortable as possible. He sort of got the idea of it all - that's why Lalli was part of coming with them into the old houses and all. The logistics of it are new, is all.
He thinks about the few times where there have been a cacophony of voices in his head thanks to the telepathy, but then with a more unsettling tone. Eesh. ) How often do you hear stuff like that? That's a lot, isn't it?
( He'd go insane if he had to hear that all the time. )
[He almost shrugs, but instead he shifts so he can be more comfortable as well. He's still uncomfortable-looking, but that's kind of a permanent feature... The topic of conversation doesn't help his natural awkward bearing.]
I guess. Some places are worse, but they're always there.
( The thought of creepy spirit grumbles constantly invading his brain makes his stomach squirm...let's change the subject. Yeah, Lalli's awkward and uncomfortable looking all the time, but Emil's still a gracious host. ) You can use the floor, if you want to lay down.
-- I know you don't sleep, but it's better than nothing. ( Well there's a BED but he's also aware of how Lalli feels about those by now. )
[But the change is a welcome one, and he uses the adjustment period to scan Emil's face. It...looks honest. Lalli was never good at telling these things, but Emil isn't shrugging the conversation off, or pretending to. It hangs there openly in his features.
Well, I'm going to bed. Have a good night, Lalli.
She'd said it so easily.]
...I'm okay.
[...He'd said it so easily.
I want to know about things like this. You didn't have to be alone and awake all the time.
( His head turns to look at Lalli at the question. Had he done something to make him think he wasn't alright? )
Yeah, I'm fine. I guess I'm more awake now. ( Sleeping after that conversation suddenly seems impossible, as low level as it was. No nightmares about trolls and shit, please. )
Are you okay? I don't mean just about laying down. ( He woke him up over being upset, after all. ) Are you still scared?
[How could he not be, after everything? With a sigh, he gives up on staying upright, flopping down beside Emil so he can look up at him. Be closer without making an obvious move to do so.]
...She was asking me about that stuff before she...did it. It was different, but it feels weird. That's all. [...] It's better than it was.
( Oh...he accidentally stepped on a landmine. Honestly Emil is surprised that Lalli isn't more upset if that's the case. The fact that he isn't...is a plus? )
Sorry! I didn't know. ( It flusters him since that feels like a fuck up, but he tries to save it. Quick, uh -- he doesn't know what to say next, his brain feels mushy. )
Do you, err, want to talk about anything in particular? Or...do anything? It must be dull to just stare at the ceiling all night. ( He can avoid sleeping for a little bit. )
[He hums vaguely while reaching up to cover Emil's mouth. Shhh, too much blabbering.]
You're fine.
[He'd said so himself! Since he was the one here and the one Lalli could still do something for... Yeah. That's more important.]
...I wanted to be near you. You don't need to do anything. You already made me feel better. [As for how boring things are...] You can sleep, if you want. I'll just wake you up again if I get bored.
Emil blinks at Lalli for a moment. He'd had a few worries in the past -- not exactly complicated worries. It wasn't like he ever thought about how Lalli felt about him very deeply. He assumed they were friends, and lo and behold they were. Lalli had some eccentric moments that made Emil wonder what was going on with him, but they were situational, not a criticism of the bigger picture.
Actually talking about this -- he realizes maybe that friendship wasn't so certain at all times. He'd felt stung by it, but thinking right now...Lalli feels content somehow by being near him. Maybe he should have been the one scared before, but now it feels like he definitely doesn't have to be.
It makes him feel good. It makes him feel happy that he can do that for his friend. It makes him feel that caring about and worrying for him has paid off.
He smiles slightly at Lalli and stands up. It might be a while before he sleeps, but for now a bed is better than making his shoulders sore. ) I'll lay down, then. Good night, Lalli.
( He steps up onto the bed and lays down quickly, getting back under his blanket. The uneasiness of the previous conversations and a few other weights feel a little less present in his chest. )
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I heard it. A big group of...voices kept getting closer and closer, and they were...
[...He doesn't need to know all of it.]
It got close enough that I could feel it and I knew where it would be. I didn't do anything.
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You did something...but I guess that's not really the magic part. ( Emil lays his head level with the small mattress, trying to be as comfortable as possible. He sort of got the idea of it all - that's why Lalli was part of coming with them into the old houses and all. The logistics of it are new, is all.
He thinks about the few times where there have been a cacophony of voices in his head thanks to the telepathy, but then with a more unsettling tone. Eesh. ) How often do you hear stuff like that? That's a lot, isn't it?
( He'd go insane if he had to hear that all the time. )
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I guess. Some places are worse, but they're always there.
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( The thought of creepy spirit grumbles constantly invading his brain makes his stomach squirm...let's change the subject. Yeah, Lalli's awkward and uncomfortable looking all the time, but Emil's still a gracious host. ) You can use the floor, if you want to lay down.
-- I know you don't sleep, but it's better than nothing. ( Well there's a BED but he's also aware of how Lalli feels about those by now. )
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I'm used to it.
[But the change is a welcome one, and he uses the adjustment period to scan Emil's face. It...looks honest. Lalli was never good at telling these things, but Emil isn't shrugging the conversation off, or pretending to. It hangs there openly in his features.
Well, I'm going to bed. Have a good night, Lalli.
She'd said it so easily.]
...I'm okay.
[...He'd said it so easily.
I want to know about things like this. You didn't have to be alone and awake all the time.
...]
Emil. Are you okay?
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Yeah, I'm fine. I guess I'm more awake now. ( Sleeping after that conversation suddenly seems impossible, as low level as it was. No nightmares about trolls and shit, please. )
Are you okay? I don't mean just about laying down. ( He woke him up over being upset, after all. ) Are you still scared?
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I don't know. Yes.
[How could he not be, after everything? With a sigh, he gives up on staying upright, flopping down beside Emil so he can look up at him. Be closer without making an obvious move to do so.]
...She was asking me about that stuff before she...did it. It was different, but it feels weird. That's all. [...] It's better than it was.
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Sorry! I didn't know. ( It flusters him since that feels like a fuck up, but he tries to save it. Quick, uh -- he doesn't know what to say next, his brain feels mushy. )
Do you, err, want to talk about anything in particular? Or...do anything? It must be dull to just stare at the ceiling all night. ( He can avoid sleeping for a little bit. )
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You're fine.
[He'd said so himself! Since he was the one here and the one Lalli could still do something for... Yeah. That's more important.]
...I wanted to be near you. You don't need to do anything. You already made me feel better. [As for how boring things are...] You can sleep, if you want. I'll just wake you up again if I get bored.
[hey aren't you so glad you're friends again]
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Emil blinks at Lalli for a moment. He'd had a few worries in the past -- not exactly complicated worries. It wasn't like he ever thought about how Lalli felt about him very deeply. He assumed they were friends, and lo and behold they were. Lalli had some eccentric moments that made Emil wonder what was going on with him, but they were situational, not a criticism of the bigger picture.
Actually talking about this -- he realizes maybe that friendship wasn't so certain at all times. He'd felt stung by it, but thinking right now...Lalli feels content somehow by being near him. Maybe he should have been the one scared before, but now it feels like he definitely doesn't have to be.
It makes him feel good. It makes him feel happy that he can do that for his friend. It makes him feel that caring about and worrying for him has paid off.
He smiles slightly at Lalli and stands up. It might be a while before he sleeps, but for now a bed is better than making his shoulders sore. ) I'll lay down, then. Good night, Lalli.
( He steps up onto the bed and lays down quickly, getting back under his blanket. The uneasiness of the previous conversations and a few other weights feel a little less present in his chest. )