Kate doesn't care if she ruins the shot or this moment or whatever, nothing is going to stop her from jogging up from behind and wrapping her arms around Lionel.
"Hi," she says, voice muffled as she currently has her face stuffed in the back of his shirt.
Peter doesn't like the look of this one bit and frowns as he approaches, palm skating over Lionel's shoulder (trying not to startle him). "Lionel, darling, what are you doing?" he mumbles with quiet concern, obviously knowing what he's doing with the camera and yet not understanding the why of it.
"I'm going inside," Lionel says, determined in the moment and unwilling to be swayed from his decision. He glances over at Peter, and he won't admit it but having Peter there loosens something like a knot in his chest. "I need to."
Peter simply stands there and regards Lionel, not about to stop him. He nods and just gestures to the front door with a pale palm (pale, even after so long on the Island). "Would you like any company?" he feels he best offer.
"Yes," is Lionel's immediate answer. He hasn't thought this through, having only followed his own instincts, and now that he's actually here, he realizes how much he can't do this alone. "Please."
She sees him and she exhales relief, so glad, so glad that he's alive, that he's there. She's seen a lot of death in her time and she's been okay with it, but she doesn't want to be okay with this. Maybe if she'd had his post-it, maybe she could be at rest, but as it is, she just about flings her arms around him and buries her face in his neck. "Lionel," she exhales, all breathy-sweet and cross at once. "Don't you dare die without me leading you up there. Got it?"
Lionel isn't sure what hits him at first, but when he puts together the blonde hair, the voice, Daisy, he immediately returns the hug. He's been an idiot, caught up in his own misery to even think twice about anyone he hasn't seen.
"I'm sorry," he says, and he genuinely means it, shaken by Daisy's reaction.
Daisy takes a step back and is tempted to just smack him across the face for worrying her, but she doesn't because it's not his fault. "I mean it," she says, voice husky and hoarse. "You die, I want to be the one taking your soul. None of this dying alone business."
Harriet had heard about the shootout, of course, and it had disturbed her a good deal. She had come to this island after she died and she had not expected there to be much danger. It seemed both strange and wrong that people could die again here and have a second chance of life cut short. So, not long after she heard, she found herself walking down to the Boarding House to see the destruction herself. She had seen enough death and damage in her time to know that all that could be done was to rebuild and regroup and make sure that it couldn't happen again but that didn't mean you shouldn't mourn what had been lost.
When she walked towards the shot up house, she saw a man taking a photo of the scene and there was a clear look of grief on his face. For a moment, she wondered she should leave the man to it but she decided against it, announcing her presence in a soft, friendly voice.
"It never gets any easier does it? Seeing the damage left afterwards."
Jill, of course, had heard. There was no way she couldn't have, not when they'd come back and everything had been panicked. She'd felt a stab of guilt - why were they doing this, if they couldn't help in the rare chances that the island needed them? Why be a Titan?
Quiet, almost soundless steps took her to the Boarding House, took her to the place that she probably should have been. Instead, Tim'd chosen to go into dino territory without his armor, and-
Why? Why did they do any of it?
The only thing that stopped Jill was seeing Lionel. Lionel, obviously pushed to the limit, finally raising his camera to snap pictures. She'd never seen him look this bad - Never, and wondered if she should even say anything or leave him be. She stood, poised, waiting for some sort of... sign.
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"Hi," she says, voice muffled as she currently has her face stuffed in the back of his shirt.
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"Hey," he breathes back, and rubs her arm gratefully before twisting enough in her hold to get his own arm around her shoulders.
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"I'm sorry," he says, and he genuinely means it, shaken by Daisy's reaction.
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When she walked towards the shot up house, she saw a man taking a photo of the scene and there was a clear look of grief on his face. For a moment, she wondered she should leave the man to it but she decided against it, announcing her presence in a soft, friendly voice.
"It never gets any easier does it? Seeing the damage left afterwards."
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Quiet, almost soundless steps took her to the Boarding House, took her to the place that she probably should have been. Instead, Tim'd chosen to go into dino territory without his armor, and-
Why? Why did they do any of it?
The only thing that stopped Jill was seeing Lionel. Lionel, obviously pushed to the limit, finally raising his camera to snap pictures. She'd never seen him look this bad - Never, and wondered if she should even say anything or leave him be. She stood, poised, waiting for some sort of... sign.
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