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[fishy_go_byebye]

[Well, Del's giant web didn't really help her with the minor freak out she was having over tension in the castle, not at all. Anger and fear and tension still bit at her ears until her eyes bled orange memories. A few days later, when Pointy needed her special brand of assistance and she made herself be solid for him. Scraping her shattered self

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[tehoniongirl]

[she'd come to the TARDIS to look over the room the Doctor had been preparing for the children. They didn't know if or when things would go bad, but she wanted to know where it had been set up in case they had to move fast.

The giggling is both a distraction and more than a little terrifying, and she stops in her tracks trying to find the source]

....Del?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del is huddled in a corner, but when someone finds her she starts for another hiding place, unhealthy laughter trailing behind her.]

Little other worlds...

[tehoniongirl]

Wait, Del...

[unnerved or not, she follows the sound, concerned] What's happened? What's wrong?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Some of her bits get farther away from herself and dart off]

Hurts...

[tehoniongirl]

What hurts?

...Can I help?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del makes the effort to look at Jilly, her fishies going through herself instead of turning around in order to be face to face. A couple come up to where eyes should be, blue and green.]

Insides, help, what do your insides help?

[tehoniongirl]

[she steps forward, not shying away from the troubling image that is Del's chaotic form, but doesn't come too close. She doesn't want to push her away]

If your insides hurt, I want to help. If I can.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Possibly more chaotic than usual, Del doesn't want to focus on it]

I wanted to do the can can once, ruffles and whee.

[tehoniongirl]

Ruffles and whee are definitely worth doing.

Do you want me to walk with you?

[Del seems so restless, she's not sure she can get her to stay in one place. But if she lets her, she'll keep her company]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She drifts slightly, gliding around a hallway corner and herself, like a pillar]

You could... [The voices echo verbs, overlapping each other.] If you want...

[tehoniongirl]

I want. I very much want.

[she stays just a few feet away, following her as best she can]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del takes to corners, her hiding places not working will, what with letting somebody come with her. But she does her best, and the mutters the go with her slightly lessened giggled are likely difficult to understand]

[tehoniongirl]

[she doesn't talk for awhile, choosing instead to just wander with Del wherever she wants to go. But after she'd been walking for awhile, she'll ask gently] What happened? What upset you?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[It takes a while for Del to answer, like she's hearing things in bits and pieces]

They're mine...

[tehoniongirl]

What's yours?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Even the ones they don't want.