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[foreverphantom]

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[foreverphantom]

[ there's a pang of gratefulness, relief, but also...pain and shame and embarrassment. ]

...I haven't had friends in a long time. I haven't...cared about anyone in well over a decade, before coming here. It's...nice. I forgot how nice it could be.

And how terrifying.

I...the whole time I've been here, I'd had to relearn everything about being a person. Including how to make, and keep, friends. And how doing certain things can affect them.

Somehow, I ended up with friends, people I cared about, again for the first time in years, and when I realized I screw up, I just. I didn't know how to deal with it. All I knew was that I didn't want to lose what little I had all over again.

[sharkgirl]

[she kind of just sorts through this, thinking.]

Yeah. [she says finally.] I guess I get that.

You weren't doing a terrible job.

[foreverphantom]

Until the murder, I assume.

[ still, there's a bit of warmth there--praise, from one of the people who has been teaching him how good it can be to have friends!! ]

[sharkgirl]

[it really is the blind following the blind as far as knowing how to make and keep friends but they're both trying!!! probably!!!

she's vaguely exasperated by this, but there's a tinge of like, amusement to it too.]

No, until you lied to me for a week about not having done it. I can get over the murder thing.

[foreverphantom]

...oh.

Right.

...sorry. [ you know. in case the remorse wasn't already clear. ]

[sharkgirl]

... I'm not gonna say it's alright because I'm not over it, but I hear your apology.

[that's the best she can do, but - it's a start.]

[foreverphantom]

...right. Okay.

So then...what now?

[sharkgirl]

[she... shrugs.]

I don't know. I guess you don't have to avoid me or whatever.

[foreverphantom]

...okay. [ he fiddles with his fingers helplessly, unsure of what else to do or say to that. whatever terms she wants to set, he'll follow them. ]