inbox - quiet place

[morphogenia]

text | un: slothbaby | action: house six, dining room 

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[morphogenia]

[The smile actually succeeds in freaking her out even more. By not looking forced it comes off kind of forced. He's giving her something to do which is all she wants so she downs her drink and nods.] Sure! I can do that.

[oorah]

[ he nods, moving to put his cup in the sink because one thing he can't tolerate kilgraved or not is a mess. then he's leading her back towards the garage to grab his cot silently. he grabs the back of the frame to steer and waits for her to pick up the front -- and he starts to remember. carrying her bed the first day, helping her set up her room. the red dust clings unpleasantly to the back of his mouth just like it had that day when he'd seen the monsters. he remembers swimming in the river. he remembers, but her name is still fuzzy. and now he has a headache to top it all off with.

even without remembering, he knows the room he needs to be in. he leads them to the third bedroom across from the dining room bedroom he'd helped her set up. there's already a bed in there facing away from the door. he sets his the opposite way a few feet apart from david's bed and places his pillow so that his head will face the door and anyone who tries to enter the space. he flashes her a grateful look and picks up his hand in another OK symbol. see you around sweetheart. he's going to curl up now like a stray dog, able to fold himself in tight despite his size. ]

[morphogenia]

[It brings back memories for her too. She remembers how they moved her bed and a few knick knacks back here. She thinks back on how terrified she felt. It doesn't even seem like her now that she looks back at it. She never pictured herself as someone who would beg to be allowed to stay in a strange place with men she didn't know. She never saw herself as someone who cried in a corner until a pretty superhero came to rescue her from her sadness.

That's what losing her family, home, and security did to her. When she thinks on how easily she could have been hurt during such a vulnerable time by the adults around her, well, is it any surprise she's trying so hard to help him now? He was the hero back then. She wants to be one now too even if she isn't sure how.

She supposes it's enough to put him next to his partner. That's what they are for, right? Kamala nods in response and without warning goes in for a hug before she leaves. It's the best she has to offer. She wants to be a hero, but she's out of her depth. At least he can know that she cares even if she can't fix whatever happened.

She pulls back just as quickly to offer him a cheerful wave as she leaves. The dishes will be cleaned and put away whenever he gets the chance to notice. They'll see each other when the dust from the battle Kamala doesn't quite see just yet settles.]