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[leetle]

Hey! It's Jester!
I can't pick up right now, but I'll reply really soon, okay? Don't miss me too much.
...doot doo doo beep boop!





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[leetle]

It's not your fault.

[It isn't his fault, and she knows that even though her brain wants to twist it around and blame it on him. It's better than blaming it on herself for not being enough, not being what he wants, not being—

She shudders as she hugs her arms around herself, and lifts the corner of her mouth in a half-smile, trying not to let I missed you worm its way into her aching heart.]

You can sleep wherever you want, Fjord. You were here first, remember?

[halforc]

[ His answering smile is just as soft as they head inside, latching the door behind. ]

Oh, the house is nothing like it was, I could sleep on the floor and I'd still be warm nowadays. It's alright, there are blankets on the couch, and I ... might have some of Caduceus's tea before I sleep.

[ To brood over in the dark. ]

Get some rest, Jester. It's late.

[leetle]

[She just shrugs in response, and heads for the stairs up to her room. She pauses, glancing down at him, and nods.]

Yeah, Fjord. You, too.

[She doesn't know what tomorrow will be like, if she'll even see him when she wakes up, but right now she needs to just...get it off her chest. Cry. Maybe vent a little bit. She pauses in front of the door to Veth and Caleb's room...