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[subject_lj_here]

[[Millitimed to before Gordon and Alyx re-enter the Bar, and after Chell finishes her first round of tutoring. My, but I'm caught between a rock and a slow place.]]Chell had been spending her days and nights in the library, alternately reading and sleeping, since she finished with her first bit of tutoring. The freedom granted to her by no

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[benloserz]

Ben can very well try. "Hello... something wrong you want to talk about?"

[subject_lj_here]

Tears streaming silently down her face, Chell says quietly, "I lost a friend... I don't know where he is, and he left without saying goodbye... and he might die... our world isn't safe--" she snuffles, letting the tears and everything run down her face. She's not used to crying, or having to wipe one's tears.

[benloserz]

Ben frowns, and offers her a hankie. "I know the feeling... I have three friends in their own worlds, and I know its dangerous, and I can not help them since I can not go there."

Ooh, Ben knows very well that feeling.

[subject_lj_here]

Chell stares at the hankie for a short while, brows furrowed, and then realizes. Yet another custom she doesn't know. "I'm sorry... I've been sheltered... I'm afraid--" sob "--I don't know what that is," she says, gesturing vaguely in the direction of the hankie.

"And he's on our world, but I'm Bound, and--" sob "--I just don't know anything of how bad it is out there." Hiccough.

[is_still_alive]

A woman slides onto a stool next to her, ordering a glass of water before seeming to stop at the sight of Chell.

"You were the one asking for a tutor?" she asks, tones warm, but fairly neutral all the same.

"I'm sorry if I've got the wrong person."

[subject_lj_here]

"Yes--" sob "I was." Sob, sob. "Are you qualified? You read--" sob "--the note?" Chell, if anything, is strong. She can be strong for a disinterested stranger. Besides, this water in her eyes is annoying.

[is_still_alive]

"Yes, and yes," GLaDOS says, in as comforting a voice as possible.

"You are still open for tutoring?"

[subject_lj_here]

"Yes, I am. I have two tutors, but more is always--" Sniff. "--better, especially for--" Sob. "--second opinions. I would appreciate any help I can get."

Chell gives a small smile, ignoring the tears.

(Come into my parlour, said the spider to the fly...)

[hatchingviper]

Wesker is not a weighted companion cube. Nor does he have hearts on all sides of him.

He has a tall glass of orange juice and an unwrapped chocolate bar he's just looking at. He also has a strong desire to hear someone talk so he has something to focus on besides the babble of voices all around him.

"Problem?"

[subject_lj_here]

"I just got back from reading books for several days to find out that the only friend I had from my world is gone with no word." Tears start to fall slowly down her face, but she doesn't seem to notice. "And--" sob "--he could easily--" sob "--be killed, for our world is--" sob "--very dangerous; there might be a war going on, but I--" sob "--am not sure."

Then, very, very quietly, "I miss my cube."

[hatchingviper]

Wesker sort of freezes.

"There, there," he tries after a minute.

We shall take a moment to note that Wesker 1. has little to no experience dealing with emotional females, 2. has little aptitude in dealing with emotions, and 3. is extraordinarily bad at comforting people.

[subject_lj_here]

Chell isn't emotional, she's just distraught! Oh, wait...

She freezes for a moment. "You aren't a computer, are you?" Chell doesn't think he is, but she's been watching for GLaDOS around the Bar, and she still hasn't found her, so who's to say that she couldn't take the form of a human with silver-blond hair? Chell backs away slightly, like a deer trying to decide whether to run away or stay grazing.