closed | for want of wit, to memory now i can't recall,

[murderbaby]

WHO: Mhav, Jone, Amos, and some others.
WHAT: This is a catch-all post for some starters I owe.
WHEN: Post-dream, Mid-Guardian.
WHERE: Gallows, Kirkwall generally.
NOTES: I will keep you informed if something horrible happens.

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[tender]

There's a beat of hesitation while Derrica considers how best to answer him.

"I don't know," is the honest answer, likely not what he wants to hear no matter how gently Derrica says it. "I don't know if she can...get stronger. We can heal what hurts her, but the rest..."

Derrica trails off, tearing a long strip of fabric free then plucking at a loose thread.

"I'm more worried about her pushing herself too hard, too fast."

A tendency she's sure Amos has an idea of.

[innerharbor]

Amos can feel gears turning, and there's an urge to tell her she doesn't have to be diplomatic with him, but what's the point? She'll say what she'll say, or she won't. It's not like the information needs to be pried from her.

Amos remembers to roll his eyes, the expression that will confirm her suspicions. "She's gonna do that no matter what."