[If this was a video message, this is when Banette would be shaking her head. She cannot help. Atsushi is barely able to type to Makoto, let alone get off the floor.]
[They'll wait. Because Usagi is dead. His bright, cheerful roommate. A ray of moonlight in this awful nightmare and she's dead. He couldn't bring her back. He was naive and selfish and only added to her burden.
Atsushi doesn't reply for a long while. He's curled against one of the walls, angry at his tears and himself.]
[Makoto was sure that okay was pretty far off, but Rei wasn't one to really talk about things much. Once she was sure that Atsushi was alright though, she was going to check on her.]
It wasn't you. It was Mother Superior and her damn games.
[He can power through his misery for some hatred. Pinning his anger on Mother Superior isn't the best coping mechanism, but he's not known for his good choices.]
I'm a little under the weather. It's just a small cold, I'll be fine.
[She felt awful, but she'd brave through it. Besides as long as she stayed hydrated and didn't do too much her head didn't spin that much. And the cough had been a bit more manageable than the sneezing.]
[Makoto wouldn't want someone having to take care of her, she'd just power through on her own. Besides she had to help everyone else when they came back.]
I'll be there soon. Just take a nap and we can worry about the room later.
[Except he 100% isn't taking a nap. He's of a similar mindset, not wanting to rely on anyone else too much. He doesn't want to be troublesome. Nor does he really understand how to accept help.
But he won't get far. He gets as far as the kitchen before he needs to rest against the wall. There's no electricity. He can't even heat water to make tea for ochazuke. October sucks. Dying sucks.]
[It took a little longer than usual to walk from her apartment to Usagi's house, but she was being careful, trying to make sure that she avoided any of the monsters that might have still been around.
Standing out front she knocked, holding a bag full of water and food that ranged from riceballs to different soups.]
[Atsushi groans, pulling himself out of a feverish dream. When did he doze off? His ears are ringing, but he hears a voice break through the haze. Shaky on his legs, he drags himself to his feet and hobbles to the door.]
Comiiing. [And fumbles with the lock. Miserably pale and breathless from something so easy, he struggles to make eye contact with Makoto.]
[Stepping in Makoto closed the door and locked it back. Besides being a little flush it would be hard to tell that she was sick. Though she was being careful not to get too close to Sushi since she was statically charged. Otherwise she would have given him a hug, it was hard to meet his eye contact though since she still blamed herself for him being killed.]
How bad is it? Do you just want to lay down while I make some soup?
[Two can play at that game. While Atsushi is more obviously sick, he's just as stubborn. He leans against the wall and makes a noise of dismissal instead of shaking his head. Headshakes would be too painful.]
I can stay up. I can help. How about you?
[He's also feeling guilty. If he had only put his foot down before and insisted on helping her with Serenity... maybe neither of them would be dead. Maybe they could have done something.]
[Suppressing a cough she nodded, heading towards the living room. Even if he wanted to stay up he could at least sit down before he fell over. Plus she needed to sit a rest for a minute as well.]
I could hardly move yesterday, and couldn't really eat anything. But it's been better today. I'm just a little tired still.
I'm thankful that you're back though. I was worried, Vira-Lorr told me. There were so many.
[Atsushi follows after her. An excuse to sit down won't be passed up, even if he's too stubborn to sleep. He has to keep moving. He can't slow down. There's no point to anything if he stops moving.]
There were...?
[How many more? He doesn't really want an answer. One was already too much. Atsushi has never actually killed anyone that he remembers, so he can't comprehend how guilty Usagi will feel.]
[Setting down the bag, she grabbed a pair of waters, offering one to Atsushi. She had tried to get it out off her mind, but all the names that Vira-Lorr mentioned still echoed around in the fog of her thoughts.]
Rei thinks that she will, and she's been here for a long time so I trust her. They were there, Rei and Setsuna, they kept her from doing something worse.
[Makoto squeezed the bottle in her hand, Setsuna, she'd have to check on her too when she came back. But right now she needed to focus on the one in front of her, Atsushi was the one she could be there for right now.]
Are you going to stay? After what happened are you ok with being here?
[He didn’t realize how thirsty he was until she offered him the water. Prior to dying, he had been trying to ration his water strictly; Reminding himself that being dehydrated was normal at the orphanage, so he should be the one who toughed it out.
Today he unscrews the lid. He needs to drink, or he won’t get any better.]
Should I leave? [The things Serenity did still make him shudder. He’s trying to force those memories aside, not wanting to muddy his image of Usagi.
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Banette can help me.
[If this was a video message, this is when Banette would be shaking her head. She cannot help. Atsushi is barely able to type to Makoto, let alone get off the floor.]
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I spoke to Rei. Usagi will be home soon.
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[They'll wait. Because Usagi is dead. His bright, cheerful roommate. A ray of moonlight in this awful nightmare and she's dead. He couldn't bring her back. He was naive and selfish and only added to her burden.
Atsushi doesn't reply for a long while. He's curled against one of the walls, angry at his tears and himself.]
She's really dead? No one saved her?
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[Makoto was sure that okay was pretty far off, but Rei wasn't one to really talk about things much. Once she was sure that Atsushi was alright though, she was going to check on her.]
No. I wasn't enough and I think I made it worse.
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[He can power through his misery for some hatred. Pinning his anger on Mother Superior isn't the best coping mechanism, but he's not known for his good choices.]
She's the one who did this to Usagi.
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I promise I won't be late this time.
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Take your time. You aren't feeling well either, are you?
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[She felt awful, but she'd brave through it. Besides as long as she stayed hydrated and didn't do too much her head didn't spin that much. And the cough had been a bit more manageable than the sneezing.]
I'll bring tea and soup too.
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[He can rage brew some tea before she arrives.]
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Don't overdo it. The first day is the worst.
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I can take care of myself if I need to.
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[She needed to help. It was the only reason she could bring herself to get up.]
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But you're sick too, aren't you?
Please. Do you have anyone to look after you?
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But she has so much she has to do, and Rei has enough to handle.
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Be careful, then.
I'll freshen up your room.
[At a snail's pace. But he can't stand to be useless.]
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I'll be there soon. Just take a nap and we can worry about the room later.
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[Except he 100% isn't taking a nap. He's of a similar mindset, not wanting to rely on anyone else too much. He doesn't want to be troublesome. Nor does he really understand how to accept help.
But he won't get far. He gets as far as the kitchen before he needs to rest against the wall. There's no electricity. He can't even heat water to make tea for ochazuke. October sucks. Dying sucks.]
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Standing out front she knocked, holding a bag full of water and food that ranged from riceballs to different soups.]
Sushi-kun?
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Comiiing. [And fumbles with the lock. Miserably pale and breathless from something so easy, he struggles to make eye contact with Makoto.]
Makoto-chan... Hello.
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[Stepping in Makoto closed the door and locked it back. Besides being a little flush it would be hard to tell that she was sick. Though she was being careful not to get too close to Sushi since she was statically charged. Otherwise she would have given him a hug, it was hard to meet his eye contact though since she still blamed herself for him being killed.]
How bad is it? Do you just want to lay down while I make some soup?
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I can stay up. I can help. How about you?
[He's also feeling guilty. If he had only put his foot down before and insisted on helping her with Serenity... maybe neither of them would be dead. Maybe they could have done something.]
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I could hardly move yesterday, and couldn't really eat anything. But it's been better today. I'm just a little tired still.
I'm thankful that you're back though. I was worried, Vira-Lorr told me. There were so many.
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There were...?
[How many more? He doesn't really want an answer. One was already too much. Atsushi has never actually killed anyone
that he remembers, so he can't comprehend how guilty Usagi will feel.]Usagi-san... She'll wake up as herself, right?
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Rei thinks that she will, and she's been here for a long time so I trust her. They were there, Rei and Setsuna, they kept her from doing something worse.
[Makoto squeezed the bottle in her hand, Setsuna, she'd have to check on her too when she came back. But right now she needed to focus on the one in front of her, Atsushi was the one she could be there for right now.]
Are you going to stay? After what happened are you ok with being here?
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Today he unscrews the lid. He needs to drink, or he won’t get any better.]
Should I leave? [The things Serenity did still make him shudder. He’s trying to force those memories aside, not wanting to muddy his image of Usagi.
But Serenity was scary.
Dying was scary.
He closes his eyes.]
I don’t know if I could.
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