[it's not that he doesn't trust Yamamoto; it's that with every day they don't find him, he's shutting down a little more, his focus narrowing further and further, until it's just the texts that sit unanswered in another boy's phone, and Nill's easy, silent presence at his side]
[he says shortly]
If you're tired, you can go to his. I don't care.
[the real kicker is; his vision can get narrower still (he is one-eyed to started, after all)]
[ it's not much of a disappointment, or a surprise. perhaps she'd been hopeful (as she's been since this all started, painting white the big grey clouds for the sake of everyone who could do without the rain), but she'd wanted an understanding and she'd got it.
she doesn't want to trade it for misunderstanding. she shakes her head.
it doesn't matter. she can explain to yamamoto. softly, she starts running over the people she'll need to talk to, the it's okay, we're okays she'll need to keep running to keep them out of the weeds. ]
[ he's beyond her, but she can stay close. she can stay nearby until they find the ghosts they're chasing and Badou's single-eyed stare can start to wander again. ]
[she shakes her head, and Badou shakes some fog from his brain; the reaffirmation of her presence means more to him than he'd admit (than he might even possibly be processing, right now)]
C'mon. We'll check the perimeters of the spa again. Maybe somebody's been comin' an' goin'...
[he doesn't take her hand, but he waits in her space, waits for her to walk beside him -- it's ironic, considering the time spent following his brother, but Badou has no patience for others following him; for others weaker than him, would rather be a unit]
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Re: action
[he says shortly]
If you're tired, you can go to his. I don't care.
[the real kicker is; his vision can get narrower still (he is one-eyed to started, after all)]
Re: action
she doesn't want to trade it for misunderstanding. she shakes her head.
it doesn't matter. she can explain to yamamoto. softly, she starts running over the people she'll need to talk to, the it's okay, we're okays she'll need to keep running to keep them out of the weeds. ]
[ he's beyond her, but she can stay close. she can stay nearby until they find the ghosts they're chasing and Badou's single-eyed stare can start to wander again. ]
Re: action
C'mon. We'll check the perimeters of the spa again. Maybe somebody's been comin' an' goin'...
[he doesn't take her hand, but he waits in her space, waits for her to walk beside him -- it's ironic, considering the time spent following his brother, but Badou has no patience for others following him; for others weaker than him, would rather be a unit]