[ She's not allowed to cry. Even in front of Shep, when she had been on the brink of it, she managed not to--because to an extent, their relationship is a professional one. And how unprofessional is it to cry in front of your boss?
But Charlie's different, isn't he? Charlie's the first real friend she's made in god knows how long.
She doesn't realize how much she's needed one of those until now. ]
It's my fault he died, Charlie. I wasn't fast enough--and then I left him there.
So you dive into the graybox out of guilt? Because you think that living in the past will somehow make up for it? Because you're wishing so hard for a chance to say you're sorry that will never, ever come?
I don't know what happened, Kasumi, so I can't say whose fault it was, but I can say that if he loved you- really loved you- then he wouldn't blame you for a second.
And I think seeing you like this would break his heart.
He was important to you, so mourn him. Mourn him for as long as it takes. No one would begrudge you that. But living in the past only denies you a future worth living.
[ There is nobody in the galaxy--neither of the ones she's apparently been in--that has said anything like that to her before, that has been so right about what she was going through without her even realizing it.
Probably because she never let herself get this close to anyone back home. Shep had been getting to it, but he was never really one for sentimentality, and again, there was somewhat of a professional barrier, there. Other than that, well--no one even knew she nor Keiji existed. There was no one to reach out to, and Kasumi didn't particularly feel a need to.
Which is why she's been rendered speechless, essentially, and she finally looks up, glassy eyes locking onto Charlie's. ]
I just want you to know I'm here for you, no matter what. If you wanna cry or talk or just sit in silence that's fine. You just don't have to do it by yourself.
[ For a moment, Charlie doesn't know what to say. Coming from Kasumi, the fact that she lowered her hood is... significant. Perhaps beyond significant. ]
[ She pulls away because wow, this hug is awesome, but she has a cool personality to keep, yo.
Buuuut all the same, she holds out a pinky. That's right. A pinky. ]
Swear it on your pinky, Charles Oliver Maxwell the Third. If I get a text from anyone [ mostly she means Star-Lord ] bothering me about dropping the hood for them, I'm not taking you to cafes with cute baristas anymore.
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[ She's not allowed to cry. Even in front of Shep, when she had been on the brink of it, she managed not to--because to an extent, their relationship is a professional one. And how unprofessional is it to cry in front of your boss?
But Charlie's different, isn't he? Charlie's the first real friend she's made in god knows how long.
She doesn't realize how much she's needed one of those until now. ]
It's my fault he died, Charlie. I wasn't fast enough--and then I left him there.
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I don't know what happened, Kasumi, so I can't say whose fault it was, but I can say that if he loved you- really loved you- then he wouldn't blame you for a second.
And I think seeing you like this would break his heart.
He was important to you, so mourn him. Mourn him for as long as it takes. No one would begrudge you that. But living in the past only denies you a future worth living.
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Probably because she never let herself get this close to anyone back home. Shep had been getting to it, but he was never really one for sentimentality, and again, there was somewhat of a professional barrier, there. Other than that, well--no one even knew she nor Keiji existed. There was no one to reach out to, and Kasumi didn't particularly feel a need to.
Which is why she's been rendered speechless, essentially, and she finally looks up, glassy eyes locking onto Charlie's. ]
I... I don't know what to say.
[ She really doesn't. ]
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I just want you to know I'm here for you, no matter what. If you wanna cry or talk or just sit in silence that's fine. You just don't have to do it by yourself.
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I don't think I've ever had a friend like you, Charlie.
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[ he says it with a smile, trying to lighten the mood a little ]
But seriously, anything you need, you name it.
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God--
[ with another little sniff and one hand still at her eyes, she moves the other hand and, after a moment's hesitation, pulls her hood back slowly. ]
You were supposed to tell me how your night with the Iron Bull went. How did this happen?
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Hey, you. [ smooth, Charles ]
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[ finally, some semblance of a smile. ]
I'm gonna get what I came here for, Charles.
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I just... thanks. For trusting me with this.
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I'm pretty sure I'm the one who should be thanking you, silly wizard.
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He'll even earn a little laugh for his efforts. ]
You are such a sweetheart, Charlie.
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It's good to see you smile.
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Flatterer.
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Just calling it like I see it.
srry just spamming this icon bc i love it so much
it's a good icon i don't blame you
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Buuuut all the same, she holds out a pinky. That's right. A pinky. ]
Swear it on your pinky, Charles Oliver Maxwell the Third. If I get a text from anyone [ mostly she means Star-Lord ] bothering me about dropping the hood for them, I'm not taking you to cafes with cute baristas anymore.
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I won't tell a soul, Kasumi. [ and he links pinkies with her ] I swear.
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oops I forgot her hood was off...
haha it's all good
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phone tagging 2 hard 4 me
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what happened to this thread
I don't know but it's beautiful
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