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[darkov]

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[deadtective]

...ok, honestly? That sounds like someone being a huge tool with their superpowers. Dogs don't just swarm for no reason unless you're holding a side of beef or something.

[and that kind of ticks her off, but she'll keep that part to herself. people being assholes because they have special abilities is one of her sore points.]

You should really be a little more aware, though. It's not like dogs are these tiny super missable things.

[darkov]

I wouldn't...I didn't know. I've never-- There aren't any, where I'm from. I'd never seen them before. [exhale.

...]

Even...birds don't bother us. Darkovs. And-- when the horses come in, we stay inside. So they don't get scared.

[deadtective]

[she's silent for a time, an impressive feat considering their other interactions. there's a lot of stuff going on here that she doesn't understand, at least from the way he's phrasing things, but Hazel suspects she doesn't like it.

when she speaks again, her voice is a lot gentler.]

Do you want to start small, then? Not a dog, something tiny and really slow. You can work your way up.

[darkov]

[unhappy, trying to breathe out a little bit of frustration:] I don't-- want anything to do with...anything... [a shaky breath. a beat.] It'll-- I just make trouble. Make--people mad. And animals, too... [thick voice:] I'm--I try, I'm. Trying. Trying to figure it out... But even--even flares here don't mean what they're supposed to, so there's nothing I know at all. At all!

[a sharp inhale, gulping.

a beat.

stifled again:] S-sorry.

[deadtective]

Hey, what'd I say about apologies?

[and for once it sounds like a comforting phrase rather than an accusation. Hazel can't - won't - say it, but she understands his plight a lot more than it seems.

it's not as dire, coming into a world she can at least navigate through, but to suddenly be faced with people who think she was worth the time of day? people who really believed she was a good person and were willing to put their lives on the line for her happiness? it's beyond her grasp and absolutely terrifying. she gets that.]

Anybody who doesn't expect you to fuck up a few times in a totally new world is an asshole, and you shouldn't listen to a goddamn thing they say. But you have to keep trying, alright? No matter how many times you fuck up, you have to keep trying.

...anyway, it's not like you're going at it alone.

[darkov]

[there's a couple muffled sniffs mixed in there while she's talking, and then a few rattled breaths before there's any kind of attempt at saying something.

something, but ugh... keep trying. keep trying. he tells himself that so much it doesn't even feel like words anymore. try for what? why?]

I'm. The only one... [hhh. sniff.] The only one here. They don't-- even know I'm...I'm not there. But I'm also not supposed to. Try? Finding them...it's no use. I don't get it. I don't get it at all...

[deadtective]

I know it's not really close to the people you know at home, but you've got people here too. And it's not like someone you recognize might not drop in some day.

[this she doesn't understand. there's nothing for Hazel at home anymore, and certainly no people to miss. all of her loved ones can't see her anymore - it would kill them.]

[darkov]

[sniff. exhale.] Nmmh...

[deadtective]

You do.

[she's repeating this firmly just to get her point across. hopefully some of those people he mentioned are a little more than housemates, but even if it's just her shitty ass hanging around, he's got someone. that's important.]

So calm down a little, alright? You're gonna have shitty stories to tell your friends when they show up if you keep going on like this.

[darkov]

[hhh...]

Nn-hnh...

[deadtective]

Breathe slowly. In and out. Keep doing it until you can make a whole sentence.

[darkov]

[gulp. exhale.

beat.]

I'm sorry.

[deadtective]

That's not a sentence.

[SHE HAS OUTLAWED APOLOGIES AS A PART OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE]

[darkov]

U-uh? [...] I...I don't know what you want me to say...

[deadtective]

There's nothing I want you to say. That's not how conversations work.

[darkov]

Oh.

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[deadtective]

[. . .]

Alright, fine, I'll give us a starter topic just this once. But the next time you have to pick one of your own, ok? I don't care if you have to lie about it.

[darkov]

I-I won't lie...

[deadtective]

That's fine too, I'm just saying that I'm not really picky at this stage in the game.

[a topic he starts on his own is already a huge victory. Hazel doesn't care if they're inventing an entire false alternate timeline along the way.]

So. You've been showering and all that shit, right?

[Hazel that's not really a starter topic that's you running down a checklist of daily life necessities like a mom...]

[darkov]

Uh, you mean...? [oh. right.] Um, yes. I-- I figured that out...

[deadtective]

Oh, thank god. And you're changing your clothes every day?

[darkov]

[..................]

I only have...have the ones I wear...

[deadtective]

[is this how Josuke felt when he first met her? has it come to this? is she being the Josuke Higashikata of clothing in a relationship?

...god, she's going to need to sit down after this conversation is over.]

Ooook, well. At least we've got a really obvious destination for whenever we go out next. Are you at least washing them in the meantime..?

[darkov]

[he's starting to get nervous again; why does she sound like a Lumas caretaker...]

U-uh...Sometimes. But not a lot. It's-- I mean, I don't think about it. S-sor-- [almost catches that one.]

[deadtective]

Close enough.

[she has a skewed sense of wardrobe hygiene now that she doesn't sweat, she's not going to attempt to work that one out for him. this goes double for that nearly killed sorry, since she's been giving him a hard enough time as it is.]

Do you have a favorite color? Because there is no fucking way you haven't seen colors, I don't care where you're from.