[The communicator was hit on by accident, the line is fairly quiet, save for a few mutterings of "should I let go" and "should I stay" before a shakey inhale of a breath which could hint that something upsetting had happened to her. She moves slightly to grab the device, intending to use its text function and notices that its on. As she speaks, her
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But he doesn't bother with asking where she is or if he can come see her; instead, he heads right to deck thirteen.]
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And Cyrus has no idea how to deal with it. Why couldn't she need something simple, like research or for him to beat somebody up? Those, he can do. Romantic advice was always someone else's strong point.]
...hm. And you've been here how long?
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That's a long, long time.
[He hopes he's not here for that long.]
But you still care about your old beau back home. I guess that's... admirable, or something.
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[There was a weak laugh with bordering tears from her eyes. She wipes at her eyes, feeling bad for Cyrus having to deal with her like this.]
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Cyrus sets a hand on her back and rubs it gently. Like his touch, his words are soft.]
Come on, quit that. It's alright.
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Sorry, sorry...
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His hand moves up to her shoulder and he rubs it lightly.]
Hey, it's fine. Like I said, it'll be alright.
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She takes a deep breath, managing to tame those tears before looking over with a weak smile.]
Yeah.
[But it dropped as she looked down at her hands. That thought lingering at the back of her head. She had already heard other opinions about the subject but...]
Cyrus... would you...
[Another deep breath, mustering courage to ask him the question.]
Would you move on if the person you were suppose to marry hasn't arrived on board?
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Cyrus sighs and looks off into the distance. He sees the temple. He sees the wall of ice.
He does not see an answer floating in the air.
Cyrus has never been engaged. He knows little of truly serious relationships - his expertise, if it could even be called that, lies in short relationships with many women. Catpaw clearly isn't like that. She's the kind of girl who feels guilty about leaving her fiancee whom she hasn't seen in nigh two years.
He sighs.]
I don't know. If it wasn't long, I'd hold out, but this is the gods-damned Elegante. We're fucking prisoners here. If you've been here that long and he still hasn't shown up, I say put that on hold, for now.
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So... you're saying I should?
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Yeah. I think you should.
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[She looked over, asking for clarification.]
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Yeah. What else?
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[A surprised gasp at the hair ruffling, but it soon passed.]
...That I should let Wil go as well?
[She sounded pained when asking this. Her mind had wandered to the time in Miseraux Coast when he gave her the corsage as an engagement present.]
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[The hair ruffle turns to an ear scratch.]
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