[That'd be easier to do if she didn't give him cause to worry, but rather than say that, Josuke nods his head.]
I'll try. But I'm not making any promises.
[Especially if she's gonna sit there and tell him nothing can knock her down for good. Josuke doesn't buy it. If his power could hurt her where little else can, there's probably something out there that can do worse.]
Anyway, you're alright. That's what counts, I guess. Unless there's anything more you gotta tell me...?
Hey, don't make it sound like I'm neck deep in trouble all the time!
[even though that is not an entirely inaccurate assessment, which is probably why there's no edge whatsoever to her protestation. anybody who knew and liked her would probably have a fit if she regaled them with her adventures since getting pulled here.]
I've been super well-behaved lately, thank you very much.
[Josuke doesn't look convinced, but he does look willing to let the subject go. After all, they've discussed the key points, gotten across their feelings on the matter and established where each of them stands more or less. That's enough.
So, scooting off the bed and starting towards the dresser where a small television sits, Josuke flicks it on. He casts a look back over his shoulder in Hazel's direction. Even smiles finally.]
Anyway, while you're here...wanna watch a movie or something?
[Which is followed by...]
You can even stay the night if you want. Give you a break from that Kangaroo guy.
[she laughs and flops over onto her stomach. this went - ok? better than expected? not terribly, and that's really the point. Hazel had suspected this for a while, but the whole incident had just crystallized that she can't stand to have Josuke upset with her. disappointing him is distressing in a way she hasn't felt since she was in middle school and having to bring bad news home to her parents. friendship was a funny thing.]
You're lucky he's not an actual kangaroo, or I'd be out of here no matter how much I like you.
[which is to say, yes, she'd like to stay the night. this was the closest she could get to real sleep anymore. ...and if she went home, Hazel knew all she'd do is rehash nasty thoughts over and over again. it's happened before.]
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I'll try. But I'm not making any promises.
[Especially if she's gonna sit there and tell him nothing can knock her down for good. Josuke doesn't buy it. If his power could hurt her where little else can, there's probably something out there that can do worse.]
Anyway, you're alright. That's what counts, I guess. Unless there's anything more you gotta tell me...?
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[even though that is not an entirely inaccurate assessment, which is probably why there's no edge whatsoever to her protestation. anybody who knew and liked her would probably have a fit if she regaled them with her adventures since getting pulled here.]
I've been super well-behaved lately, thank you very much.
no subject
[Josuke doesn't look convinced, but he does look willing to let the subject go. After all, they've discussed the key points, gotten across their feelings on the matter and established where each of them stands more or less. That's enough.
So, scooting off the bed and starting towards the dresser where a small television sits, Josuke flicks it on. He casts a look back over his shoulder in Hazel's direction. Even smiles finally.]
Anyway, while you're here...wanna watch a movie or something?
[Which is followed by...]
You can even stay the night if you want. Give you a break from that Kangaroo guy.
no subject
[she laughs and flops over onto her stomach. this went - ok? better than expected? not terribly, and that's really the point. Hazel had suspected this for a while, but the whole incident had just crystallized that she can't stand to have Josuke upset with her. disappointing him is distressing in a way she hasn't felt since she was in middle school and having to bring bad news home to her parents. friendship was a funny thing.]
You're lucky he's not an actual kangaroo, or I'd be out of here no matter how much I like you.
[which is to say, yes, she'd like to stay the night. this was the closest she could get to real sleep anymore. ...and if she went home, Hazel knew all she'd do is rehash nasty thoughts over and over again. it's happened before.]