IC Inbox: Empatheias

[young_oldman]

[Your birds might get a little plump on bird seeds. Just saying.]

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[sobored]

[It's no surprise at all, but this isn't the first time she's seen something like that. Not at all. But seeing it from that point of view floors her. For a second she can't breathe and she's so glad when the connection's broken because something important would bleed through. Or maybe it already did? Maybe there was a gasp in there that wasn't quite his own, but hey, is he really that attentive right now?

But anyways, it's probably a good thing she doesn't have any company today. Because she's not really in the state to deal with anyone, what with the fact that she's laughing and crying on the floor and the flooring is rotting around her...which is going to be a problem, but not one she's dealing with at the moment.

It's all too much. She's really overjoyed at the fact that he would share such a despair inducing sight with her, but at the same time, in complete despair over what she saw, despairing over what he must've felt, despairing over his reaction, and yes, actually despairing over the fact that he's handed her the perfect ammunition to use against him in the future.

Because yes, there will be a next time. And a time after that. And a time after that. And a time after that. But maybe she'll get bored and that'll be it? Or not. It's impossible to tell when she'll tire of this particular game.]