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[sing_for_me]

Who: Caster and Alex
When: October 11 (early morning after the event)
Where:Oshun’s Temple
What:Caster checking on Alex after the Orihime’s events

[At this point, Alex couldn’t deny how tired she was. After searching for two days nonstop, as well as helping out with those prayers, Alex felt wiped out. As reluctant as she was to return, she transported herself to the outside of the river goddesses’s temple. She let’s out a sigh as she looks at the entrance, walking towards it until she reaches the front steps. Maybe Tem had returned, she hoped, despite sensing nothing. Letting out a drained sigh, she turns to sit on the steps, hugging her knees and burying her face in her arms. No matter how many times she told herself it was too soon the give up, it was hard to fight off the nagging feeling that told her he was really gone. Heading inside would only confirm that.]

See? I told you I’d always be the only one left.

[A deeper sigh this time as her hands tighten into fists. She didn’t even have the energy to try and fight him off this time. Why was he always proven to be right..?]

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[sing_for_me]

[ She can feel the warmth, but she takes it this wasn't the reaction they were hoping for.

HIs words confirmed it. ]

I see....

[ Taking a breath, she moves off the couch, making sure to move the hound's head carefully. ]

Thank you, Cú. For everything.

[ She places the runes back in Caster's hand, giving it a quick squeeze before letting go to walk away.]

[futhark]

[ Caster tries to catch her hand as she gets ready to leave. On impulse, he hugs her. ]

You're not alone. [ "It's okay to cry" he could say, but tears can make you feel weak. On the other hand, if she cried now no one would see. Even him. But he understands if she prefers to withhold them until alone. So instead the support he offers is a reminder that there are people who care about her here, and they'll still here, even while she's in grief ] Remember that.

[sing_for_me]

Yes you are. [ A hoarse, condescending voice scoffs back. ]

Don't forget, Alex. That's the only ending for you. [ Her eyes close against Caster's shoulder, trying to cling to his words instead. But it was hard when Barry was proven right time and time again. His voice that choked on blood tainted the hopeful words Caster would give her, no matter how much she wanted to believe them. He made her almost believe them. However, it felt like the moment she were to claim such a thing, everything would be lost.

Her sobs are soft, muffled by the fabric of his clothing, her tears dampening his shoulder. Her fingers clung to his cloak, but she couldn't bring herself to fully embrace him. Doing so would feel like embracing all her feelings, and she may not be able to let go.

Just a few seconds. She just needed a few seconds. She was allowed that much, wasn't she? ]

[futhark]

[ As many of those seconds as she wants. Caster's hand soothingly runs through her hair, he won't be the first one to push her away, but he will let her go should she tries to go away. ]

If you ever want to spend time here with us, my temple's door are always open to you.

[sing_for_me]

[ A gentle touch she wasn't familiar with, not since she was a child. Welcoming and comforting as always. He and Archer had done so much for her already, yet she was still allowed to impose. She couldn't understand that. Worick and Nicolas were the same way... They gained nothing and yet they continued to be kind. Though maybe that's what kindness really was. ]

So--Thank you.

[ She'll finally release her hold on him, pulling back enough to wipe at her eyes. ]

Spending time with you guys is always nice. [ More than nice. It was practically guaranteed that she'd enjoy herself around him and his temple. But she couldn't allow herself to get complacent either. They've spoiled her enough. She needed to do something as well. ]

[futhark]

[ Caster lets her pull back, though his hand rests gently on her shoulder as long as she's within reach. ]

Hey, that's what friends are for. Right? [ He moves closer for a moment just for those words, to give her one last head-pat. It's not messing hair when it's almost bed-hair anyway right? ]

[sing_for_me]

[ Such a pleasant yet heavy word that was, 'friend'. ]

Right..[ She relents, not rejecting or correcting him.

She sighs as she looks up at him. She felt like a child whenever he did that. Not that she's pushing his hand away. The weight grounds her. And it's..warm.

But there she was allowing herself to be spoiled again. How much worse would it be if she lost this too, she wondered.

Reluctantly, Alex pulls away, gently ruffling the top of the dog's head before walking away. ]