fourteen

[wirewings]

I had a dream, that I was back there. In the greenhouse. And all there was were me, and the dolls, and the birds. Everything was silent and grey. I couldn't sing. Even if I did, there was no-one there to hear me.

When I woke up, my body felt so cold.

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[spooktalk]

[The communicator's on, but he's not saying anything.]

[wirewings]

Hello? Is someone there?

[spooktalk]

...

[An audible intake of breath.]

Ah, sorry. I had... another one of those moments.

[wirewings]

One of those moments?

[spooktalk]

Nothing you should worry about.

[wirewings]

...But I do worry. You're important to me.

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[spooktalk]

...

[spooktalk]

[Normal human emotion overload hgljdsf]

I'm not sure of who is mistaken by the definition of that word, you or I.

[...]

Thank you. [He obviously says the words rather slowly and... awkwardly, as if he just learned them and it's the first time he's actually used them verbally.] It was mere memories, just like what you had. Nothing more.

[wirewings]

[Little pixie girl cuts straight to the heart! Your cold, dead, blackened heart. :D]

It means that, if you were hurt, or sad, I would be hurt or sad too. [Her definition!]

Are they painful?

[spooktalk]

[y u do dissss щ(ಥДಥщ)]

...then I would rather you not feel the same way I do, not for the moment.

The memories are not all painful, the remembered sensations are... another matter.

[wirewings]

...Alright. If that is what you want.

It will get better. It always gets better.

[spooktalk]

[The optimism seems foolish, but he says nothing about it.]

When it does get better, I have another cookie design that I would like to work on.

You should try them.

[wirewings]

I'd love to.

[spooktalk]

Very well then.

Do try to stay warm in the meantime.

[wirewings]

I've finished a few heaters... you can have one of the first ones if you like.

[spooktalk]

Ah.

[...] Thank you, Sue. [Again: AWKWARD VOICE]