relief;

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Watch your step going down the hall by the simulation room, since someone's been dripping blood all over the place. Sort of inconsiderate, yes, but he's looking for a bathroom to wash off in, since he's nearly covered in it. Busy day, you know how it is.]

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[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[grabs his wrist gently, looking up at him.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Crap. Stops, slowly turning to face her.]

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

I'm... not happy, but it's my fault. Thank you for telling me.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

I'm not trying to make you feel bad or whatever.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[she has to smile a little at that, even as she lets go.]

I know.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

...So you're not mad?

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

I am, a little. But I'll get over it.

[she knows she shouldn't really be mad at him.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Still, if she's somewhat irritated with him, that's not a good thing.]

...If you say so.

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

I do. But... I'm gonna go spend some time... thinking.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[Just nods a little, glancing away. This is obvious proof he needs to learn to just shut up and deal with things.]

[to-rain.livejournal.com]

[she's still giving him a kiss on the cheek in goodbye, if that helps any.]

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't, really.]