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[personal profile] broceanic 2019-02-04 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[that's... not good? the cold mist descends again. is nanu going to die? he hates that idea, even if nanu might not care. maybe he's just accepted it. he digs his nails into his palms again -- they're blunt, it doesn't hurt -- and exhales. crobat looks over at him with concern.]

It was... a couple weeks ago. Yeah. I mean-- half a year with the time here, but I can't count that.

[he doesn't care about that, though. he looks over at nanu with concern.]

Are you... gonna be okay?
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[personal profile] broceanic 2019-02-08 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[he nods, understanding. kind of sucks to know that, but there's literally nothing he can do in the meantime. none of them will know until nanu goes back and... as he says, whatever happens happens.]

No, [he says flatly.] After shit like that, you just-- don't get okay.
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[personal profile] broceanic 2019-02-11 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[the joke works-- he can't help but smile a little.]

Yeah. Guess so. I'll just have to reflect on it a bit more when its not... ah... [he frowns, then glances over at the big town hall clock in view.] Hey!

[he grins at nanu.]

Sixty-nine hours! Nice! [anyway:] Uh-- thanks, though. I think some cafés are gonna be opening for the day soon if you wanna hit 'em up.