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Ω ) there wouldn't be many updates for him to find. their check up had been private , none of their information shared either. even gone as far as changing her appearance during the visit.
the only update there was , was one that was classified to everyone but viper.
Ω ) it wasn't , but it was the most of the truth they were willing to tell him. a shrug.
“ haven't really figured that out yet , but it seems my stomach gets upset from raw meat. ”
she's opening a water bottle , taking a few sips from it , before merely looking at him.
Ω ) “ it was nothing special. probably just certain foods that upset my stomach. I've had this before , when I was younger. ” a shrug to play it off. a small smile offered at him.
Ω ) “ already got checked out. ” on their own terms , back at their own base.
for entirely the same reason. to confirm something she slightly suspected already.
Ω ) he just couldn't stop asking or saying the wrong things , huh.
a hum. trash is discarded in a bin as they reply.
“ mm. it happens sometimes. don't worry too much about it. ” a small smile is offered at him.
best he doesn't find out about any of the reasons why.
Ω ) brush it off. brush it off. brush it off. was all she repeated to herself. don't freeze too much , be casual about it. don't —
“ you worry too much about me , eh. ” a small smile is offered at him.
Ω ) there's another huff. hands raking through hair. too short , for their liking , but whatever.
always making assumptions or asking questions this one.
“ others. most people. ” there's an empty laugh. “ not just yours. ”
they ought to put them through the wringer.
Ω ) “ incompetence. ” they speak , with a scoff. eyes briefly cast to him , before she's moving to pick up the mess they've just made.
Ω ) a huff. hand steadying the bag , before there's another punch. nearly all their force is out behind it and it shows. form blurring until their fist initially collides with the object before tearing through it.
Ω ) an annoyed scoff , then another punch thrown at a punching bag.
they're really worked up over something it seems.
she merely let him move them to the bed. moving as instructed. there was no backing out of this now.
the moment he left , eyes darted around the place trying to make more things out in this wretched place. any possible gaps , something , ( anything ) to get better
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*;; on them.
a slow , quiet exhale , mentally trying to prepare themselves as best as possible for whatever would be next.
“ I can stay awake. ”
don't sound too confident , ariya. he'll be testing it either way , sound too confident and he'll challenge how long
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