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[otiosity]

You've reached Hawke! Leave a message on this thing that I don't even remotely understand and I'll fumble my way to figure out how to answer your most important request.

Probably.

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[arcreact]

[ Yeah. Yeah, it really does, doesn't it?

What would he do if it were Pepper? Or Hawke, or Nate? He still doesn't know. He's accepted it as a possibility, maybe even an inevitability... and yet he's never stopped to dwell too long on what the quiet moments after would be like. When it's just you and your thoughts.

That's the stage Hawke is currently at, it seems. ]

Now I can't even give you a hard time about being melodramatic.

[ Thanks for ruining everything Hawke!!!! ]

[otiosity]

I'm not even good at sad melodrama. I don't cry, my nose just runs and I look like a human waterfall.

[She sniffs and rubs at her nose. Sometimes she wishes she could cry instead of feeling slightly disconnected from it all. Maybe it would some how relieve her from what she's feeling. Like cutting open a festering wound. And yet she never was able to do it. Not even when her mother died.

Hawke sighs deeply and looks over at him, finally. Her blue eyes aren't red like her nose but they're exhausted and dull.]

I never thought he'd... Well, you know.