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[week four - wednesday]
[ By the end of the day, Xion wants to cry as much as she wants to sleep.
She's gotten almost no rest even after a surgery thanks to how many people have come to see her. They've almost all, with a singular exception, been angry with her. More than anything she wishes she could just crawl away and hide.
This is what it really means to face the consequences of your actions, huh?
By the time Natalie finds her, she'll have her eyes shut and she's trying to rest. But she'll hear someone approach, and open her eyes almost reluctantly.
When she sees who it is...
Oh, no, this won't go well. ]
Natalie.
She's gotten almost no rest even after a surgery thanks to how many people have come to see her. They've almost all, with a singular exception, been angry with her. More than anything she wishes she could just crawl away and hide.
This is what it really means to face the consequences of your actions, huh?
By the time Natalie finds her, she'll have her eyes shut and she's trying to rest. But she'll hear someone approach, and open her eyes almost reluctantly.
When she sees who it is...
Oh, no, this won't go well. ]
Natalie.

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Forget why you did it, then. Did you think, even for a second, about telling me so I could at least help you not get yourself hurt, or worse?
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[ There's a softness to her voice. This isn't the first time she's had those words said to her. ]
I ... know it's hypocritical, but I wouldn't have wanted you to get hurt even worse.
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[There's anger in her voice, but there's disappointment too, raw and aching.]
I thought you were smarter than that.
[The way she regrets that as soon as she says it is evident in her face, but she buries it away nonetheless. She can't bring herself to apologize, not now.]
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She just looks sad. ]
Back home, I risked a lot more than this to get answers. I don't regret what I did. What I regret is...
[ It takes her a long moment, but she looks up at Natalie. ]
... making you and everyone who cares about me upset. I'm really sorry, Natalie.
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[She pauses, to take a breath and to stitch together everything she's thinking so she can vocalize it well.]
It's about how you need to start realizing that you're more important than whether or not we can get into a goddamn building, okay?
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[ There's something different, about being told it's okay to want to survive, and being told you're important. ]
I want to live, Natalie. [ It's a very raw admission, said only just above a whisper. ] I don't want ... to go away anymore.
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[It's said quickly. There's a thick swallow.]
You have to promise me.
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[ Gestures to her leg with a faint, gallows humor. ]
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[But now that she mentions it...]
How does your leg feel? Hannibal gave you stuff for the pain, right?
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Yeah. It helps, but it makes me really tired, too.
[ Natalie probably knows. Xion declines to mention that she hasn't slept thanks to all the visitors she's had. ]
Natalie ... I'm sorry, but I can't promise you something like that. If I had to get hurt again to save someone else, I would. [ Defiance threads her voice for just a moment. ] But... I won't try to put myself in harm's way like that again.
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Do you remember what I told you, about how we need someone like you to make it to the end so they can save everyone?
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... I remember.
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[There's desperation in her voice. Of course, it's not only because she thinks Xion would save everyone; the idea of ever seeing her dead makes her heart go cold.]
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[ ..... ]
I ... I'll try, Natalie. I don't know if that's really the kind of person I can be, but ... I'll try.
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That's enough for me. Thank you.
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But maybe she can do this, just for a moment. ]
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I'll be here as long as you want me to.