[they can hold hands for a bit she kind of wants to do that honestly.
the little joke makes her snort, at least.]
In private he was a sweetheart. [she'll just say it.] Didn't want the kids to get in trouble. He saw some of the shit written on me and he was... nice about it. He was so nice about it. You wouldn't expect it.
[she rubs at her face a bit.]
The two-bit villain thing was so far away from... it was like what a stranger might think he'd act like if they'd just saw him.
[Oh good. It'd crush her if she stepped on her toes right now.]
Yeah. Same here.
[She takes a breath. Swallows, letting her head clunk back against the wall.]
I honestly though he acted like a cartoon from the get-go. Uh — cartoon's a type of entertainment for kids. Lots of exaggerated characters, total divorce from reality.
I walked away from him the first night we got here, much the same as I did to you. I kind of regret not making more effort now. Considering.
[she glances over at her, and there's a tiny little smile.]
Pretty apt, though, yeah? The language thing made him seem like a weirdo. [...] I don't blame you though. You got here and had a rough go of it, Camille, I could see it.
[...]
We had a good talk about hearts. I don't know if I would've looked twice if he hadn't brought it up.
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the little joke makes her snort, at least.]
In private he was a sweetheart. [she'll just say it.] Didn't want the kids to get in trouble. He saw some of the shit written on me and he was... nice about it. He was so nice about it. You wouldn't expect it.
[she rubs at her face a bit.]
The two-bit villain thing was so far away from... it was like what a stranger might think he'd act like if they'd just saw him.
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Yeah. Same here.
[She takes a breath. Swallows, letting her head clunk back against the wall.]
I honestly though he acted like a cartoon from the get-go. Uh — cartoon's a type of entertainment for kids. Lots of exaggerated characters, total divorce from reality.
I walked away from him the first night we got here, much the same as I did to you. I kind of regret not making more effort now. Considering.
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Pretty apt, though, yeah? The language thing made him seem like a weirdo. [...] I don't blame you though. You got here and had a rough go of it, Camille, I could see it.
[...]
We had a good talk about hearts. I don't know if I would've looked twice if he hadn't brought it up.
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Who's had a good run of it here?
[point them out to her.]
Because you both have artificial ones?
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Sort of. [...] His is real, still. Mine's not. Funny coincidence.
Guess that was sort of our little secret. Mind not telling anybody?
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...Karlach, who the fuck would I want to tell?
[Camille squeezes her hand and lets her head fall against her arm.]
Your secrets are safe with me.
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No idea. Just... one of those things, you know.
[karlach adjusts, resting her head against camille's.]
Thanks. [for that, but also for being here.]