Smart, attractive, and brave girls? Yeah. Wow. Why would anyone ever want to be with you? [Flatly. Oh so flatly. But he can't help but give her a curious look.] But I get the feeling that's not what you mean.
...but it was fine up until a point, wasn't it? I know it's not my place to ask what you guys were talking about but I'm still not really sure I see how it was something you could've known would happen.
Probably the best thing you can do is apologize when you think he's in a good place to listen. Can't guarantee it'll go well, and if he was that upset it probably won't go anywhere nearly as well as you hope, but worth a try.
Ah, yeah. [He digs in his blanket nest and pulls out a notebook, opening it to the appropriate pages.] Read that and tell me what you think.
[The writing is a little sloppy, but:
?: Holy shit, what are you doing?!
H: Trying to shove this lance up your fucking asshole! What does it look like I'm doing?
?: It looks like you've lost your goddamn mind. Calm down, H, and we can talk about this.
H: Are you seriously asking me to calm down? You must think I'm a moron. I bet... I bet you always think you're the smartest guy in the room, don't you?
?: I don't know what you mean. (Paraphrased)
H: Hah-- Of course you don't. You think everyone on this fucking ship loves you, right? You don't think anyone talks about you behind your back. I'm such an idiot for thinking we were friends, when it's your fault that my brother is dead. I've been talking to M. You know what she told me? That she and the other two Cockblockers planned to (protect? save?) my brother, and you said no. And you know what else she dropped along the way? That you specifically told them to keep any information they found away from me.
?: It's not what it sounds like.
H: Don't waste your breath. It's midnight and we're both awake. So either you're possessed, and here to kill me... Or they've given me their blessing to put you in your place.
?: So we're really going to fight over this?
H: Yes. But look at the bright side, (?), you won't have to send pictures of your ugly dick to talk to A anymore.]
[He really only plans on finding a few people himself. Everyone else was circumstance, and as he walks toward her room he seems to be a little worried? So. He gets there and immediately knocks.]
If you could tell me that you're in here and not dead, that would be the best news I could hear right now. [Help.]
After last week? Of course I was worried. [which is amazing that he openly admits it but hey.] Sorry, I probably shouldn't have opened with that but I pulled a body out of a tree earlier. Or. It fell, I guess.
It's been a long day. Hi. [He's just happy to see her and also wound up it's fine. ]
In a way, I'm sort of glad I did. Which is a little fucked up, I get that, but I think it would've been worse to go around finding his organs and not knowing who they belonged to. The real problem is not even knowing where to start with a culprit.
You know me. I like to get a jumpstart. [But maybe he, like, shouldn't.] ...luckily he's the only victim this time so we stand a chance of finding his killer. But if we work on it tomorrow...can we still hang out today?
[People he likes are dying, and he'd rather spend time with people while he can.]
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