[ She falls silent for the duration of Peter's chugging water, because she doesn't know if she wants to talk about it. But after he says what he does, she realizes he's right. Can't exactly run and hide when she's already let them into place (other situational factors aside, like Peter being grievously injured). ]
... It was only a bad dream. I-- [ and here she clears her throat. ] I'll be fine. More importantly, Peter, you need to get back to rest.
[ He rubs absently at his injury, covered as it is by a loose-fitting shirt and a layer of bandages. It's better now than it was, he's been assured. Still feels like shit, though. ]
Rested enough. [ He resists the childish urge to add, All I fucking do is rest. ] Maybe I should head home. Let you have your bed back. Might help on the sleeping front.
[ She frowns, at that. Even though she'd done the same--leaving--a few months ago. ]
You're not heading anywhere like this, Peter. I promise this is all fine. Both of you guys know I'm not really good at the whole sleeping thing.
[ She reaches over, and her hand comes to rest on his to stop him from rubbing at his injury.But more than that, to convey the words she can't say aloud: Please don't leave. ]
[ Thank you, Charlie, for consistently Keeping Things Real, which sums up the nature of Kasumi's momentary glance at the wizard. ]
No, it's just --
[ Just what? She sighs, and then a rueful little smile creeps onto her lips; Kasumi's one to veil her emotions pretty well, usually, but once the walls are down, all bets are off. Charlie and Peter tore those down for her a long time ago now. ] I just feel a little... shaken, still.
[ Kasumi had been a complete wreck when she called Charlie, but the wizard doesn't say as much. Instead, he reaches over and rests his hand on Peter and Kasumi's twined fingers.
Yeah, well. Still owe you guys one. [ Balances and ledgers and staying in the black -- that's what life's all about ayyyy.
He tips his head back against the headboard, eyes slipping shut. He's tired, and his body is a lead weight, and it's still too warm in here, and despite their assurances, he still feels guilty about all of this shit. ]
Don't tell me you've been spending all your time here. Your friends're probably worried about you guys.
[ Well, there was the time Peter saved her from bleeding out in an alley, too, but this isn't really about balances and ledgers and staying even. To Kasumi, it's about helping Peter because, well, she still really doesn't want to lose him. Sure, the Porter could bring him back, conceivably, but she'd rather not leave that up to chance. So to his first comment, she stays silent. At the second, she merely shakes her head and says with a light tone, ]
Nah. They're pretty used to me not being around sometimes.
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[ Almost automatically, Charlie reaches over to a bedside table and picks up a glass of water sitting there. Wordlessly, he offers it to Peter. ]
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Y'know he's just gonna hound you till you spill.
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... It was only a bad dream. I-- [ and here she clears her throat. ] I'll be fine. More importantly, Peter, you need to get back to rest.
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And we all need rest, but that's just not happening right now.
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[ He rubs absently at his injury, covered as it is by a loose-fitting shirt and a layer of bandages. It's better now than it was, he's been assured. Still feels like shit, though. ]
Rested enough. [ He resists the childish urge to add, All I fucking do is rest. ] Maybe I should head home. Let you have your bed back. Might help on the sleeping front.
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You're not heading anywhere like this, Peter. I promise this is all fine. Both of you guys know I'm not really good at the whole sleeping thing.
[ She reaches over, and her hand comes to rest on his to stop him from rubbing at his injury.But more than that, to convey the words she can't say aloud: Please don't leave. ]
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The last thing any of us want to be right now is alone.
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still, his fingers close around kasumi's. ]
If you need to talk about it...
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No, it's just --
[ Just what? She sighs, and then a rueful little smile creeps onto her lips; Kasumi's one to veil her emotions pretty well, usually, but once the walls are down, all bets are off. Charlie and Peter tore those down for her a long time ago now. ] I just feel a little... shaken, still.
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A silent assurance that he's not going anywhere ]
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Sorry. For this whole mess, I mean.
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Don't. I'm glad we could help.
[ Which is sort of a vast understatement, but "I'm glad we could save your life," feels a bit heavy. ]
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Like Kasumi said, I'm just glad we could help.
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He tips his head back against the headboard, eyes slipping shut. He's tired, and his body is a lead weight, and it's still too warm in here, and despite their assurances, he still feels guilty about all of this shit. ]
Don't tell me you've been spending all your time here. Your friends're probably worried about you guys.
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Nah. They're pretty used to me not being around sometimes.
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Besides, you two are important to me. There's no where I'd rather be.
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If you need to go check and make sure everything's still intact... Or that they didn't adopt another dozen animals while you were gone...
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That, or we'll be able to see the explosion from here.
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