[ With how close they are right now, and with everything they've already shared, it's probably easy for Robby to recognize that Chizuru is struggling a little with saying that. But despite the struggle, she is saying it. She does manage to force the words out of her mouth, despite both of them being stuck with the exact same feeling. Someone who got lucky, someone who isn't necessarily strong-- just someone who happened to make it to the other side when someone else didn't.
But when Chizuru can't abandon him to that feeling, she knows she has to say this. She knows she has to at least try to believe it. That she is somehow strong, so Robby can be strong too. As strong and beautiful as he is in her eyes. ]
Because.. [ She slowly starts, but the girl seems to find a little bit more strength as she speaks on, not letting her gaze drop from meeting his. ] Even though it's hard, and even though it's painful, we're still going.
[ It's just an objective fact.
They haven't given up. They're still living their lives, despite everything. Still trying. ]
Because it's what they would have wanted.
[ This much she knows. She can picture it in her head. Inoue's kind smile, his arm extended to pat her on the head, how he'd tell her something like why are you crying over this old man, silly girl? He'd want her to be strong.
Even though it's hard, just like she says. She knows that the feelings she's struggling with in her heart, even at this moment, have to be reflected inside of Robby's own. It's that thought that makes her swallow to try and contain the feelings, before letting out a dry laugh that almost sounds more like a sob, speaking on with: ]
S-See, this is why it's so awful to be stuck looking like this for a while.. I really want to hug you right now, but I'm worried about accidentally poking out your eye..
A struggle to say, to believe. Robby can hear it in Chizuru's voice without trying to search for it, and thought he knows it's hard, it doesn't diminish what she's offering. What she's doing, giving to him, while it's a sentiment meant for the both of them. Because she wants him to believe it the most, doesn't she? It's not meant to be torture, but Chizuru continues to take the steps, find her own belief; and Robby's mouth isn't quite a smile, but it's warm in the way it's pulled back.
Because it's what they would have wanted.
It had been what that man had wanted for Chizuru. And for him... the fisherman hadn't readily sacrificed himself for anyone, but he'd been ready to be left behind, hadn't he? Just so they could escape. Because there was nothing to be done for him. But 2B had gone up and beyond, had made sure to give his passing a privacy only for them.
...maybe it's for them they need to be strong. It's too complicated a feeling for Robby to sort out here, know if he can accept it, but he can understand the sentiment a little better right now, he thinks.
Even as Chizuru goes on in a new struggle. Robby breathes, a sound like a chuckle, as he moves himself in his seating; twisting so to make his body a potential crook to be rested against, motioning to her with the arm on her side. ]
Here-- [ He pats at the spot where his collarbone is. ] Put your head here. Just don't make any sudden movements up, okay?
[ Because that might lead to him getting an eye poked out, or punctured into. Either way, he's willing to try it for her. If she really wants it.
He'll even wrap that one arm around her, once she dares to come over. ]
[ Dare is definitely the right word to use for it. It shows in every single twitch of Chizuru's body as she moves over - the way she's worried about this plan. That she's afraid, even though that doesn't seem to stop her from at least giving it a try.
Possibly due to her trust in Robby.
Still, it's not a quick hug. Instead she slowly moves closer, inch by inch, moving to rest her head on his shoulder with the same gentleness one may use to put down a way too expensive vase after having cleaned it.
At least putting her arms around him once she's there is the easy part. Those aren't horned, at least - she has nothing to worry about there, which means she can easily hold Robby's warm body against her own. ]
Is it okay like this..? [ She asks once she's in that position. ] Is it not uncomfortable for you?
[ A beat, and then she adds, perhaps a bit more sternly - though by Chizuru standards, which is to say.. not really all that stern at all-- ]
You don't have to lie for my sake, so please be honest about it.
[ Don't let her hurt you just because she wanted a hug, Robby. :( Even though she can't deny that it does feel a lot more comfortable to be so close to him after baring both of their hearts like that. There's a comfort in it, a very physical reminder of the fact that neither of them is alone. ]
It's fine, [ he answers warmly -- and the answer would be the same under any tone, because it's a truth. One that ignores the real possibility that the part where one of the small tusks pressing in might start to ache in time, but they don't right now.
Right now, it's comfortable. Looking out at whatever furniture she and Scorpia have in the room, his arm around Chizuru's shoulder. Thinking to remark: ]
This is where we'd watch shows or movies back home. You'd have a rectangular box, right? The same shape the movies show in, and they'd show on that on a screen like the omnis. But everything's clearer, like in the Feed -- 'cept even better.
[ Because that's a little fuzzy. But it's a good topic to let their emotions slumber to, isn't it? The things they don't have, ones that aren't so depressive. ]
We'd watch a comedy, so we wouldn't have to think. Like... the one about the girl who goes to school to become a lawyer, or the guy who finds out he can talk to animals.
[ 'We', Robby says, and as Chizuru rests against him for a moment she can't help but let her thoughts drift off for a moment. Away from those sad memories, away from the heavy topics. Right towards trying to imagine what it must have been like. Robby sitting there, watching a movie with someone dear to him.
Laughing, maybe. (She hopes.)
She resists the urge to ask what a 'lawyer' is, instead allowing her eyes to fall shut for a moment as she rests against him. Perhaps it's easier to imagine it that way. ]
We didn't have movies, but we had stories. [ She softly says, adding onto the image he's creating here. A topic that brushes close to something painful, but Chizuru tries to focus on the good of it as well as she can, on the way she felt back then. ] Father used to tell me those sometimes before bedtime when I was younger.
[ Before everything got so messy and complicated (before he was just gone), a spiral that kept repeating and growing wilder all the way to here in Trench. ]
They were usually a little scarier than those movies sound. But I liked listening anyway.
I can tell you the one about the lawyer, [ Robby offers. ] I think I remember most of that one.
[ And this was where he was going with it, wasn't he? A story, something to distract them, or just to fill that space when you've shared your heart, and then there's that empty place that's been left, inside and around you. He gives her a little nudge, figures, with a voice faking sly, ]
--guess I need to explain what a lawyer is? [ And to a hum, or any kid of yes, or maybe regardless: ] --It's alright. I'll explain that in the story.
[ Because it'll become important, but it's not important at the beginning. At the beginning... ]
First, we start where the story does, with a girl at this university getting ready for a big date...
[ And so this break from emptied hearts is filled by recalling the story of Legally Blonde. ]
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[ With how close they are right now, and with everything they've already shared, it's probably easy for Robby to recognize that Chizuru is struggling a little with saying that. But despite the struggle, she is saying it. She does manage to force the words out of her mouth, despite both of them being stuck with the exact same feeling. Someone who got lucky, someone who isn't necessarily strong-- just someone who happened to make it to the other side when someone else didn't.
But when Chizuru can't abandon him to that feeling, she knows she has to say this. She knows she has to at least try to believe it. That she is somehow strong, so Robby can be strong too. As strong and beautiful as he is in her eyes. ]
Because.. [ She slowly starts, but the girl seems to find a little bit more strength as she speaks on, not letting her gaze drop from meeting his. ] Even though it's hard, and even though it's painful, we're still going.
[ It's just an objective fact.
They haven't given up. They're still living their lives, despite everything. Still trying. ]
Because it's what they would have wanted.
[ This much she knows. She can picture it in her head. Inoue's kind smile, his arm extended to pat her on the head, how he'd tell her something like why are you crying over this old man, silly girl? He'd want her to be strong.
Even though it's hard, just like she says. She knows that the feelings she's struggling with in her heart, even at this moment, have to be reflected inside of Robby's own. It's that thought that makes her swallow to try and contain the feelings, before letting out a dry laugh that almost sounds more like a sob, speaking on with: ]
S-See, this is why it's so awful to be stuck looking like this for a while.. I really want to hug you right now, but I'm worried about accidentally poking out your eye..
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A struggle to say, to believe. Robby can hear it in Chizuru's voice without trying to search for it, and thought he knows it's hard, it doesn't diminish what she's offering. What she's doing, giving to him, while it's a sentiment meant for the both of them. Because she wants him to believe it the most, doesn't she? It's not meant to be torture, but Chizuru continues to take the steps, find her own belief; and Robby's mouth isn't quite a smile, but it's warm in the way it's pulled back.
Because it's what they would have wanted.
It had been what that man had wanted for Chizuru. And for him... the fisherman hadn't readily sacrificed himself for anyone, but he'd been ready to be left behind, hadn't he? Just so they could escape. Because there was nothing to be done for him. But 2B had gone up and beyond, had made sure to give his passing a privacy only for them.
...maybe it's for them they need to be strong. It's too complicated a feeling for Robby to sort out here, know if he can accept it, but he can understand the sentiment a little better right now, he thinks.
Even as Chizuru goes on in a new struggle. Robby breathes, a sound like a chuckle, as he moves himself in his seating; twisting so to make his body a potential crook to be rested against, motioning to her with the arm on her side. ]
Here-- [ He pats at the spot where his collarbone is. ] Put your head here. Just don't make any sudden movements up, okay?
[ Because that might lead to him getting an eye poked out, or punctured into. Either way, he's willing to try it for her. If she really wants it.
He'll even wrap that one arm around her, once she dares to come over. ]
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Possibly due to her trust in Robby.
Still, it's not a quick hug. Instead she slowly moves closer, inch by inch, moving to rest her head on his shoulder with the same gentleness one may use to put down a way too expensive vase after having cleaned it.
At least putting her arms around him once she's there is the easy part. Those aren't horned, at least - she has nothing to worry about there, which means she can easily hold Robby's warm body against her own. ]
Is it okay like this..? [ She asks once she's in that position. ] Is it not uncomfortable for you?
[ A beat, and then she adds, perhaps a bit more sternly - though by Chizuru standards, which is to say.. not really all that stern at all-- ]
You don't have to lie for my sake, so please be honest about it.
[ Don't let her hurt you just because she wanted a hug, Robby. :( Even though she can't deny that it does feel a lot more comfortable to be so close to him after baring both of their hearts like that. There's a comfort in it, a very physical reminder of the fact that neither of them is alone. ]
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Right now, it's comfortable. Looking out at whatever furniture she and Scorpia have in the room, his arm around Chizuru's shoulder. Thinking to remark: ]
This is where we'd watch shows or movies back home. You'd have a rectangular box, right? The same shape the movies show in, and they'd show on that on a screen like the omnis. But everything's clearer, like in the Feed -- 'cept even better.
[ Because that's a little fuzzy. But it's a good topic to let their emotions slumber to, isn't it? The things they don't have, ones that aren't so depressive. ]
We'd watch a comedy, so we wouldn't have to think. Like... the one about the girl who goes to school to become a lawyer, or the guy who finds out he can talk to animals.
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Laughing, maybe. (She hopes.)
She resists the urge to ask what a 'lawyer' is, instead allowing her eyes to fall shut for a moment as she rests against him. Perhaps it's easier to imagine it that way. ]
We didn't have movies, but we had stories. [ She softly says, adding onto the image he's creating here. A topic that brushes close to something painful, but Chizuru tries to focus on the good of it as well as she can, on the way she felt back then. ] Father used to tell me those sometimes before bedtime when I was younger.
[ Before everything got so messy and complicated (before he was just gone), a spiral that kept repeating and growing wilder all the way to here in Trench. ]
They were usually a little scarier than those movies sound. But I liked listening anyway.
oh no...is it a wrap...!?
[ And this was where he was going with it, wasn't he? A story, something to distract them, or just to fill that space when you've shared your heart, and then there's that empty place that's been left, inside and around you. He gives her a little nudge, figures, with a voice faking sly, ]
--guess I need to explain what a lawyer is? [ And to a hum, or any kid of yes, or maybe regardless: ] --It's alright. I'll explain that in the story.
[ Because it'll become important, but it's not important at the beginning. At the beginning... ]
First, we start where the story does, with a girl at this university getting ready for a big date...
[ And so this break from emptied hearts is filled by recalling the story of Legally Blonde. ]