[ He knows that she watches him, observes his reactions to things. It's because they don't know very much about what happens to someone after they've returned from... Well, he has a specific word for it, but it probably wouldn't mean anything to anyone who hasn't gone through it.
Sure, he's not a fan of her watching him like she does, knowing it's all going to end up in a report, but he's not about to tell her she needs to stop. He figure it could be worse, after all; being written about in a report or other document isn't the worst thing in the world. Maybe it's poetic in a way; he's always the one doing the writing, but now someone else is going to be writing about him.
At least I think I can trust whoever it is more than I could trust Scratch. Not that that means anything now, since the line between me and Scratch isn't really a line at all, right? ]
It's worth a try, isn't it? If I can't handle it, well- at least we'll know.
[ He hesitates for just a fraction of a second, but she's already shifted to one side and the way is clear for him to step past her into the shower. It shouldn't be as difficult as it was walking back into the Dark Place, and yet he finds himself having to push down his hesitation.
He tells himself that it's just a shower, that he can't hesitate forever, so he forces himself to take that first step and move inside the shower, standing beneath the running water while still leaving room for her to join him.
He doesn't want to come apart at the seams because of a shower, so he does his best to force himself to stand still and wait for her to step inside as well. ]
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Sure, he's not a fan of her watching him like she does, knowing it's all going to end up in a report, but he's not about to tell her she needs to stop. He figure it could be worse, after all; being written about in a report or other document isn't the worst thing in the world. Maybe it's poetic in a way; he's always the one doing the writing, but now someone else is going to be writing about him.
At least I think I can trust whoever it is more than I could trust Scratch. Not that that means anything now, since the line between me and Scratch isn't really a line at all, right? ]
It's worth a try, isn't it? If I can't handle it, well- at least we'll know.
[ He hesitates for just a fraction of a second, but she's already shifted to one side and the way is clear for him to step past her into the shower. It shouldn't be as difficult as it was walking back into the Dark Place, and yet he finds himself having to push down his hesitation.
He tells himself that it's just a shower, that he can't hesitate forever, so he forces himself to take that first step and move inside the shower, standing beneath the running water while still leaving room for her to join him.
He doesn't want to come apart at the seams because of a shower, so he does his best to force himself to stand still and wait for her to step inside as well. ]