[ Krouse types Good in the text entry window and lets it float there, one stark word hanging in his field of vision. He deletes it with a blink.
Amy's cynical, but there's a line somewhere. He doesn't want today to be when he discovers the limits of her newfound distaste for the world's greatest heroes. He pushes off the floor and walks into his bedroom to sit on the edge of his mattress, fingers resting on his end table next to the only picture frame in his apartment.
"Eidolon's dead," he says, to no one who's going to hear it. ]
So much for the greater good.
[ That's not surprising, except for the corpse puppeteering, but even that's just another fucked up detail. Later, when he thinks through the pieces she's giving him, he thinks he'll be able to put together a reasonable idea of how it must have happened.
He's just not doing it yet. For once, he doesn't have to. It hasn't happened yet, and it's already over. And if he thinks about it like that, he might as well get one small thing over with. While they're sharing. ]
I know I die.
I don't know if you knew that. It's not like you'd have a reason to. I doubt anyone was keeping track. But if you did, I thought I might let you know you don't have to sidestep it.
It's fine. I'm over it. Bound to happen sooner or later. Just seemed awkward leaving it up in the air.
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Date: 2024-06-15 06:27 am (UTC)Amy's cynical, but there's a line somewhere. He doesn't want today to be when he discovers the limits of her newfound distaste for the world's greatest heroes. He pushes off the floor and walks into his bedroom to sit on the edge of his mattress, fingers resting on his end table next to the only picture frame in his apartment.
"Eidolon's dead," he says, to no one who's going to hear it. ]
So much for the greater good.
[ That's not surprising, except for the corpse puppeteering, but even that's just another fucked up detail. Later, when he thinks through the pieces she's giving him, he thinks he'll be able to put together a reasonable idea of how it must have happened.
He's just not doing it yet. For once, he doesn't have to. It hasn't happened yet, and it's already over. And if he thinks about it like that, he might as well get one small thing over with. While they're sharing. ]
I know I die.
I don't know if you knew that. It's not like you'd have a reason to. I doubt anyone was keeping track. But if you did, I thought I might let you know you don't have to sidestep it.
It's fine. I'm over it. Bound to happen sooner or later. Just seemed awkward leaving it up in the air.