keybladegraveyard | (no subject)

[He blanches at that and stares at his shoes. This is really not the conversation he wants to have.]

... you know why I did.

[Neither does she. Her brow knits a little.]

I know. But I guess... that's my answer, too.

[He lets the train ride go on for a little while in silence. How did it become like this. It was supposed to be a nice hang out day where they'll eat Aqua's cupcakes and maybe play around with Struggle bats.]

[She doesn't do anything to break that silence - at least not for some time. Her hands do, however, clasp each other for comfort.]

... I'm sorry.

[She wouldn't have brought it up if he hadn't asked, but she still did bring it up.]

[He just nods but stays quiet. It's not until they step out and are halfway down the stairs from Sunset Terrace's station when he speaks up.]

Namine?

[A large part of that time that they both spend not saying anything is instead taken up with her thoughts, many of them frustrated at herself. She raises her head a little at the sound of her name, though, and doesn't look his way.]

... Yes?

.. are you sure you still like hanging around with me?

[She can't help blinking over at him, at that. And even though she's frowning, her,]

Of course, Ven.

[is sincere.]

[He opens his mouth, sighs, and keeps walking. It can save for later.]

[... Yeah, she saw that, Ven. She walks next to him for a little while, then, against her better judgment, there's a soft,]

What?

Let's continue talking someplace else.

--....

... Right. Wherever you want to go.

[He'll lead the way to the top of the hill then.]

[And she'll just... follow along with him, hands still folded together, and hope desperately that he's not going to want to stop being friends, too.]

[THAT WOULD BE TERRIBLE WOULDN'T IT.

Hill, get. Doot de doo picking a spot.]

[IT WOULD BE THE SINGLE MOST TERRIBLE THING HE COULD SAY TO HER OKAY.

She. Just sticks close by, teeth pressing into her lip just a little as she waits for him to pick.]

[HOW WOULD SHE EVEN REACT. FRIENDSHIP OVER, NAMI, GO HOME.

He decides on that bench should do. He didn't really bring a ma they can sit on the grass there.]

[SHE WOULD. SHE'D GO HOME TO CRY HER EYES OUT.

She... ends up taking a seat next to him, then, quiet and patient as ever even though she's anxious.]

[Offers her a cupcake? It's her favorite.]

[She accepts it with a quiet thanks, though she does seem to study it for a moment before taking a bite. (She's probably just thinking, even though that's how this mess got started in the first place.)]

[He's going to take a contemplative munch out of his own, watching the sun for a while.]

[It seems she's content to hold her tongue, herself, at least for the moment. She'll just busy herself with eating that cupcake in the mean time.]

[Look at him, all serious and quiet.

Until he chokes on a stray nut in his cupcake. BRB TRYING TO COUGH IT OUT.[

[!!!!!!]

Ven--?

[SHOULD SHE. PAT HIS BACK OR SOMETHING?!]

[YEP. HACKING HIS LUNGS OUT NBD.]