[Her inhale is so shaky that she chokes on it and coughs all her breath back out, making her instinctually turn her head away and cough into her elbow to spare him the germs. Good to know that her dumb ass has basic decency while she's fucking dying alongside someone else that was, too. How pointless...
But his palm turns up and she's breathless for two reasons, then. Ryder twitches, hand jerking in the direction of his, but there's some rule in her head that says she has to get her breathing under control before she can indulge in that. It's the fakest shit ever, and a small part of her brain throws a tantrum about it that makes her dizzy, and it really is important for her to breathe in, breathe out, it's okay. She rests her hand on his and cautiously laces their fingers together. She holds it a little too tightly.]
Mm-mmhm.
[He was what she was going to get, and...she's grateful, really. As much as all this fucking sucks.]
...What did you w-want -- to be? [She scoffs a little and shakes her head at herself.] I guess y-you're -- n'adult. What did you do before -- all this?
[Even after the correction, it feels too silly to be asking right now. "Oh, Teo, right? What's your favorite color? You like dogs? If you could have dinner with anyone, living or dead, who would it be? Don't you just hate icebreaker games?" He thought their names were important, though, and maybe in those minutes where their brains were cooking too hot to function much longer, they'd get to think it worked -- that their dreams came true. Like a neat little bow of an epilogue.]
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But his palm turns up and she's breathless for two reasons, then. Ryder twitches, hand jerking in the direction of his, but there's some rule in her head that says she has to get her breathing under control before she can indulge in that. It's the fakest shit ever, and a small part of her brain throws a tantrum about it that makes her dizzy, and it really is important for her to breathe in, breathe out, it's okay. She rests her hand on his and cautiously laces their fingers together. She holds it a little too tightly.]
Mm-mmhm.
[He was what she was going to get, and...she's grateful, really. As much as all this fucking sucks.]
...What did you w-want -- to be? [She scoffs a little and shakes her head at herself.] I guess y-you're -- n'adult. What did you do before -- all this?
[Even after the correction, it feels too silly to be asking right now. "Oh, Teo, right? What's your favorite color? You like dogs? If you could have dinner with anyone, living or dead, who would it be? Don't you just hate icebreaker games?" He thought their names were important, though, and maybe in those minutes where their brains were cooking too hot to function much longer, they'd get to think it worked -- that their dreams came true. Like a neat little bow of an epilogue.]