ic contact;

[coexistent]

"I'm not around, so... leave a message, I guess."

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[immobileyes]

[ Mary looks up, still lugging her armful over to the couch. ]

... I'm making a nest. I used to do this when I was little, when...

[ Well, when her mother was no longer there to crawl into her lap, but that's sort of embarrassing to admit. ]

[coexistent]

[he tilts his head a little at that response, but if she doesn't want to say... well, roxas isn't about to push it. she'll tell him if she really wants to.

(and maybe he's a little out of it himself, so prying just doesn't seem too viable.)]

Do... you want some help?

[immobileyes]

... Do you want to grab the blankets off your bed? [ Go big or go home. ]

[coexistent]

Oh... yeah, sure. Will we need more than just that?

[he's never done this before, obviously.]

[immobileyes]

Nope! I think that should be enough.

[ she'll demonstrate, no worries. At least she can smile about it! ]

[coexistent]

Okay, I'll go get them, then.

[he'll smile back, even if he's not sure what he's doing... before, you know, going off to do as he says.]

[immobileyes]

[ She'll get to arranging her blankets on the couch, then, bunching them up in the corners and-- well, essentially making a nest of them, as stated. When in doubt, ensconce yourself in blankets, after all. ]

[coexistent]

[honestly, roxas is just kind of watching—he's obviously never seen anything like this before so he's just kind of confused by it.

a blanket nest... he definitely didn't know this was a thing people did.]

[immobileyes]

Okay! [ And with a proud huff. ] Now you just crawl into the middle.

[coexistent]

That's it?

[not meant in a bad way, of course. he just thought there might be something more to it than just that.]

[immobileyes]

... Sit down, Roxas. You'll see.

[ Don't doubt her! ]

[coexistent]

Right...!

[he nods—he wasn't doubting her at all, okay! this is just new to him. but he'll follow her instructions and go sit where she tells him to.

and wait.]

[immobileyes]

[ Mary will join him promptly-- and toss another blanket over both of their heads, immediately snuggling closer because damn does she need company right now. ]

See?

[ ... Well, she means "well isn't this more comforting and warm", but this is Mary, who also sucks at explaining. ]

[coexistent]

Oh...

[her explanation is terrible but... this is good. there's something really warm about it. he leans into mary a bit, because, well, it's warm and comforting in a way that he needs as much as she does.]

This... is good. [roxas is also very articulate here.]

[immobileyes]

Yeah. It's a lot better than kicking the trashcan.

[ Mary?? ]

And this way, we're together. [ She's not alone. Or kicking trashcans. ]

[coexistent]

Yeah. It's always better when we're together, right?

[he's not sure about the trashcan kicking business, but...

well, if they're together like this, it feels a little more like things will be okay, somehow.]

[immobileyes]

Mm... I was having a hard time dealing with things on my own.

[ Roxas might have been the same. If she thinks about it, he's looked a little strained. ]

[coexistent]

[it's true, and roxas doesn't seem to have an issue stating as much.]

Yeah... I've been having these weird thoughts lately... [muffled simple and clean, etc.] I'm not really sure why, though.

[immobileyes]

Weird? Like, bad-weird?

[ She'll just lean a little more against him, just in case. ]

[coexistent]

Not really... I can't really explain it. It's just about things that already happened, I guess.

[he can't stop thinking about them, and it's kind of annoying.]

[immobileyes]

... Oh. I've been thinking of things like that, too.

[ Comrade... ]

[coexistent]

...You have?

[comrade...]

[immobileyes]

Yeah. Thinking about my mother... and everything that happened when I lost her.

[ Mostly that. ]

[coexistent]

Oh...

[the problem with this is that... well, roxas doesn't really know how to deal with this kind of thing. losing family, even having family to lose is something beyond his scope of understanding.

he understands it's a sad thing, and everything that goes with it has to be equally unpleasant, but all roxas can do is frown, leaning closer to her and offering what little he can.]

...Sorry. [that he doesn't know what to say to make her feel better.]

[immobileyes]

... It's not your fault. I just can't... not think about it lately.

[ But she's grateful he's there, or she'd be way more stressed. ]