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[pilot_princess]

[There's no sound but static for a good minute or so, before Anemone sighs softly.]

Guess I lost, huh...

...it's still cold. Oh... right. Who has Gulliver?

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[pilot_princess]

[Anemone gives him a small nod. She can't bring herself to smile right now, but the moment he grabs onto her hand, she grips his tightly.]

...are you okay?

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

[He just squeezes her hand and looks at her... he's obviously not been sleeping, but that was the case before anything happened.]

... I'll be alright. What about you?

[pilot_princess]

[Shinji doesn't look great at all... Anemone actually feels really bad for that. Even though she wasn't able to help it, she wished this had been at a better time, at least. With Wolfwood coming back and not remembering Shinji... and then she died the next day...

Her hand tightened on his apologetically as her face buried into the pillow, other hand tugging the blanket over her head. It was a rough time, wasn't it?]

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

[He strokes the back of her hand with his rough thumb, while absently staring out through the hospital room window. He glances down at her again after awhile, searching... well, she looked fine physically. Not that it changed anything, or made him feel any less guilty.]

... I'm gonna walk to work with you from now on. Even if I need to come pick you up.

[Rough time like hell. Not that he knows how to blame anyone but himself for it. Some of it isn't anyone's fault, even he realizes that. Which doesn't stop him from feeling bitter overall. He frowns a little as Anemone hides under the blankets.]

You alright? [Still not letting go of her hand.]

[pilot_princess]

[Escorts now? She should have expected that. After all, it had happened while she was just passing through. She sighs into the pillow, a little frustrated about the whole thing... and a bit upset that she couldn't even go the full month she had promised Kureha.

She shakes her head, grip loosening but only slightly; she's still holding tight, but she doesn't want to face him again just yet.]

You don't have to go through so much trouble... I'll get stronger, I promise. A-and... I'll... get a new weapon... and always carry it around...

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

That's not a bad idea ... Train with something useful, hell. I'll even teach you somethin' if you're careful with it.

[He didn't want to dismiss Anemone's chances of fending for herself. She really could figure shit out and get stronger if she wanted to, but until then, he was gonna protect her.]

Tch. It's not trouble... I work there too, remember?

[pilot_princess]

I'll be careful. [As she always says. But there's no guaranteeing it, obviously. Though training would be nice... she hadn't gotten much of that, if any at all.

After a few seconds, she pushes the blanket from her head and sits up, looking at Shinji.]

Okay... we can do that.

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Careful...

[That comes out more thoughtful than sarcastic. Did careful even matter in this place? He's not so sure anymore, not that he's careful much himself. Seems like awful things happen no matter what you try.

He tries to manage a smile when Anemone pushes the blanket off... it's more like a spasm for a second or two. He can't really be happy right now, but at least she's alright. It's something. He squeezes her hand after a moment.]

Alright. Got any idea what you'd wanna fight with?

[pilot_princess]

[Smiles just aren't for the moment right now, Anemone knows. But she catches Shinji's attempt and just keeps holding onto his hand, shifting so she can sit closer to him. At least they're still there...

But weapons... they always had to think about how to be cautious, stay on their toes. Nothing was ever as easy as it looked in this place. She looks down and considers this, though. Her strong points, what she likes, what she's used in the past... guns, crowbars, pipes, fists and feet... knives that one time... Her hand tightened even more on reflex.]

Um... well, swinging things is fun... but guns are easier for long range... but I'm not a really good marksman. TheEND had seeker missiles so I didn't have to always aim... but... I don't know, Shinji.

[She just leans on him.]

It might not even work. None of them do, I... I always... [She just stopped there, looking upwards.] I don't know why I try.