pc catchall for dick (heh) (unpredicktable)

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[She does notice him after a second, and she sighs and looks back down at her book. Then, a split second later, she looks back up at him. While she isn't really assuming he's here to talk to her, the fact that he's lingering takes her notice, too.]

What's up?

[There's an attempt to make it sound casual, but. There's definitely something in her voice that isn't usually there, something a little bit flat.]

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[ there is no part of her reaction to him that makes him feel good about this. wow. he should've left when he had the chance.

but he smiles, a little awkward, shoving his hands in his pockets ]

Nothing. Just... came to grab a book. Pretend I'm not even here.

[ he's going to end up grabbing the first book he comes across and bolting, is the thing. ]

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[She hesitates, so he’s probably nearly at the door before she responds.]

Are you ever going to talk to me again?

[Which might be a surprise, since, well. She’s also definitely been avoiding him. Beck, please.]

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[ dick's the one hesitating now, looking back at her with an unsure look, because. yeah, he noticed? but he doesn't point it out. ]

Of course. I-- [ he sighs, rubbing the back of his neck ] I've been trying to give you space.

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...I just want things to go back to normal.

[And to not have watched the entire trial Happen, but.]

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[ HE'S TRYING NOT TO THINK OF THAT TRIAL FOREVER NOW THANKS ]

... So do I. [ it's earnest ]

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I feel like I kind of ruined it. I shouldn’t have said anything.

[She admits after a moment, looking towards the ground.]

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You didn't ruin anything. I-- [ he runs a hand through his hair ] It sounds bad if I say it doesn't change how I feel about you, doesn't it?

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[He probably isn’t wrong about that, judging by her expression, but she doesn’t comment directly on it.]

I don’t need reassurance, or you to sugarcoat anything. I just... don’t want you to feel like you can’t tell me the truth.

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[ his hands are already shoved in his pockets about as far as they can go and yet. can they go deeper. ]

What truth?

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I don’t know. Just - when I told you, it seemed like there was something you wanted to say, but you said it was nothing. I mean, maybe it really was nothing and I’m just being paranoid, but...

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[ he... shrugs ]

You ever think maybe I just wasn't sure what to say?

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...Right.

[With a small wave of her hand:]

Sorry, I'm just - all over the place, I guess.

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[ he runs a hand through his hair with a sigh ]

You're not the only one. You've got nothing to apologize for, Beck.

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...People keep saying that. Maybe I'll believe it soon.

[She runs a hand through her hair, too, biting her lip for a moment.]

I'm not the only one it's tough for.

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No, but... Okay. Let me rephrase that. You've got nothing to apologize to me for.

[ it's a bit wry ]

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...Same to you.

[She’s hoping he knows that already, but - just in case, to clear the air.]

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[ he rubs at his shoulder with a short, awkward laugh ]

You sure about that?

[ Absolutely All Of Trial ]

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[She gets what he's talking about almost immediately, and - yeah, there's a little wince. It wasn't easy to watch, but...]

It's not really any of my business what you do. I mean - in that regard.

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Still.

[ it kind of became public business because [kagachi voice] bad coping mechanisms ]

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[After a moment:]

Still what?

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... I'm sorry you had to hear about it like that?

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[She shakes her head.]

That's not really your fault, you know.

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Isn't it?

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[She falls silent, waiting for him to go on.]