(a little punch to his arm, which, unfortunately, most likely hurt, because she still can't control her strength. her hand goes to her chest, eyes widened.)
Sorry, that came out-- more than I wanted. Anyway, dude, spill.
[To Yuri's credit, he doesn't flinch, just shoots her a Look.
The problem is, Yuri isn't the type to "spill", but he's exhausted, and nothing seems to fix it, no matter how much he sleeps, no matter how many monsters he fights. Even the adrenaline doesn't do anything, whether he's here or at home. He's been pushing forward at a breakneck pace for months, dealing with one disaster after another, and he hasn't processed any of it. He doesn't really want to.
And now there's this whole thing with Flynn. Sodia's a coward and a liar, but her reasoning behind trying to kill him wasn't wrong. He can't tell Flynn that, and he doesn't know how to fix the breach in trust his lie has caused. They've never been good at talking through things, and especially not lately, when Yuri's crimes keep distancing them.
Suddenly, selfishly, he wishes Estelle were here. Just for a bit, just so he could see her. She'd probably be telling him to talk to Flynn too.]
I can't. [He doesn't want to let himself be vulnerable around Jinx that way, sure, but—] That's not fair to Flynn.
Guess what? Being like that isn't fair to you, either. If you don't externalize your shit, it will eat at you. So it's fine if you won't talk to me, but talk to someone.
(that's her main point. she feels something, she acts upon it. it maybe a small tantrum, like hanging sevika from the ceiling of silco's office to send a message, or progress day - the theft of one of the gemstones that power the technology of piltover, resulting in the blood of six officers dripping from her hands. all to show silco she's capable, valuable, able to correct her messes.
she goes the wrong way, but at least it's out of her.)
Oh, yeah. I remember. Forgive me if you want, don't forgive me if you want, as long as it's something you want to do, not for anyone's sake. I think that's where I was.
And I told you that you haven't even done anything that would make me consider forgiving you. I don't care if I never see you again, Jinx. You're the one who keeps dragging this into something it's not.
(if this was a cartoon, that would be the exact moment steam would come off her ears. she doesn't want to be forgiven, mind you, but his lack of insight bothers her. she could have easily killed him, snapped him like a stick, and yet, she didn't. she spoke to flynn, not only once, but twice. to solve, to negotiate.
she even has said she would protect him in case it was so needed.
his forgiveness means nothing, neither does flynn's, truthfully. yet, it doesn't make her feel good when the word anything leaves his mouth. it takes so much self-control not to jump him, her breath caught in her throat as she stands up.
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(goddamn, gotta do everything in this house. she's grabbing him by the wrist, a pull so he finally sits, jesus, why so stubborn?)
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(her best guess is that yuri's wearing jeans to bed.)
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Why do you care about this?
[It's defensive, sure, but it's also an honest question.]
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Now you're getting mushy on me. I didn't know you had it in you.
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(a little punch to his arm, which, unfortunately, most likely hurt, because she still can't control her strength. her hand goes to her chest, eyes widened.)
Sorry, that came out-- more than I wanted. Anyway, dude, spill.
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The problem is, Yuri isn't the type to "spill", but he's exhausted, and nothing seems to fix it, no matter how much he sleeps, no matter how many monsters he fights. Even the adrenaline doesn't do anything, whether he's here or at home. He's been pushing forward at a breakneck pace for months, dealing with one disaster after another, and he hasn't processed any of it. He doesn't really want to.
And now there's this whole thing with Flynn. Sodia's a coward and a liar, but her reasoning behind trying to kill him wasn't wrong. He can't tell Flynn that, and he doesn't know how to fix the breach in trust his lie has caused. They've never been good at talking through things, and especially not lately, when Yuri's crimes keep distancing them.
Suddenly, selfishly, he wishes Estelle were here. Just for a bit, just so he could see her. She'd probably be telling him to talk to Flynn too.]
I can't. [He doesn't want to let himself be vulnerable around Jinx that way, sure, but—] That's not fair to Flynn.
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(that's her main point. she feels something, she acts upon it. it maybe a small tantrum, like hanging sevika from the ceiling of silco's office to send a message, or progress day - the theft of one of the gemstones that power the technology of piltover, resulting in the blood of six officers dripping from her hands. all to show silco she's capable, valuable, able to correct her messes.
she goes the wrong way, but at least it's out of her.)
Or do something.
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[Baffling. He really can't wrap his head around it.]
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(a shrug. it's up to him at the end of the day.)
Anyways, where were we?
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she even has said she would protect him in case it was so needed.
his forgiveness means nothing, neither does flynn's, truthfully. yet, it doesn't make her feel good when the word anything leaves his mouth. it takes so much self-control not to jump him, her breath caught in her throat as she stands up.
she owes him absolutely nothing.)