[ And Otome won't keep her waiting, settling down in the grass beside her a lot more easily than she sat this morning and patting her thighs. C'mere, she'll give you a lap pillow.
But also she has a glass of water that she's going to gently press into Beau's hand. ]
Drink that. The more hydrated you are, the less the hangover will hurt tomorrow.
[she closes her eyes for a second, just letting otome pet her hair.]
... I think, uh - we used to travel around? And sleep in a cart. Me, and Molly, and Caleb. And all the Nein, so we'd park it outside and just all curl up in the back of the cart and the stars were always pretty.
[ Otome's quiet as she listens, just methodically letting the strands slip between her fingers. ]
That sounds nice, traveling. Not just being kept to one or a couple of places, but being able to go wherever you wanted and still being able to see the same beautiful stars.
I know this is a little different, but does it make you nostalgic?
Her heart twists a little and she leans over to leave a soft kiss on Beau's forehead. ]
I'm glad you have them. I'm so glad you do. [ And Otome's voice trembles a little, because family is everything to her. And sometimes, she remembers what it used to feel like. ]
[ There's no real pause before she tangles their fingers together in what is fast becoming her favorite gesture of affection. When she speaks, she sounds softly teasing but very touched.]
[she slowly picks herself up, mostly so she can hug otome proper.]
Nobody... [she starts, and then stops. she's drunk, but maybe not enough to just let that much vulnerability out. instead she rests her head on otome's shoulder.]
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But also she has a glass of water that she's going to gently press into Beau's hand. ]
Drink that. The more hydrated you are, the less the hangover will hurt tomorrow.
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Yeah, yeah. [she huffs.] I know. Look.
Look, the stars. [gestures drunkenly, grinning.]
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[ She tips her head up to watch them, lightly stroking Beau's hair. ]
I can't remember the last time I just sat and watched them.
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[she closes her eyes for a second, just letting otome pet her hair.]
... I think, uh - we used to travel around? And sleep in a cart. Me, and Molly, and Caleb. And all the Nein, so we'd park it outside and just all curl up in the back of the cart and the stars were always pretty.
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That sounds nice, traveling. Not just being kept to one or a couple of places, but being able to go wherever you wanted and still being able to see the same beautiful stars.
I know this is a little different, but does it make you nostalgic?
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I love them. I've never really had a family before. [she is so drunk. it makes it easy to say.]
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Her heart twists a little and she leans over to leave a soft kiss on Beau's forehead. ]
I'm glad you have them. I'm so glad you do. [ And Otome's voice trembles a little, because family is everything to her. And sometimes, she remembers what it used to feel like. ]
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Yeah. [...] You have me, too. You know?
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Are you adopting me?
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Maybe. Maybe I just wanna take you home with me. [this is mostly her just teasing in return.]
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Maybe I'd think about it if you still had an extra spot after everything.
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Always got room. I'll just kick Caleb out. [don't be mean]
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Now, now. Let's not do that to someone you care about, okay? I get the feeling he wouldn't be too pleased about it.
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Whatever. Him n' Molly are probably getting together so. He's gonna kick me out first.
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Well, you'll have time to figure out who kicks who, if at all. I've still got that little something to wrap up.
[ Yes. Very little. ]
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Don't go.
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I'm probably not leaving anytime soon.
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[a long pause.]
I like you a lot. D'you know that?
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I thought maybe I'd scared you away. But I like you a lot too, Beau.
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[another pause.] You're just really pretty, and really nice. And I never want to... I didn't want to... I wasn't gonna push if you didn't want.
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[ She sighs, a little softly. ]
But you're a little too hard to resist, you know.
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Nobody... [she starts, and then stops. she's drunk, but maybe not enough to just let that much vulnerability out. instead she rests her head on otome's shoulder.]
Well. Obviously you are too.
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