Saya ● Twenty-Eight

[sweeperesque]

Characters: Saya & Matthew yeah okay what else is new 
Location: Saya's Apartment
Time: backdated to after Shirayuki left-
Style: [first sounds nice]
Status: closed for now, sorry!

[She was allowed to be sad this once, right? She was allowed to not be okay this once, right?

To a degree, she expected this. She always expected everyone to leave. That'

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[redcloakedthief]

[A few hours after their names disappeared from the list, Matthew shows up.

He has a bag slung over his shoulder.

No he is not santa claus and he would not get the reference if you brought it up--

Anyway. He comes in through the window not the chimney and inspects the scene.]

...How is Motz doing?

[redcloakedthief]

[...arched eyebrow.]

Without missing people? Or without being normal?

[sweeperesque]

Either or. Whatever I had going on before I got here. That was comfortable.

[redcloakedthief]

[...]

It sounds kind of lonely, though.

[sweeperesque]

... It didn't feel lonely...

Mostly, anyway.

[redcloakedthief]

...And now it doesn't feel lonely.

Until people leave.

Right?

[sweeperesque]

[... she doesn't like it when he predicts her answers-]

Right...

[redcloakedthief]

[Shrug.]

I was just curious.

It's just how you are, Saya. But if you're going to keep meeting people, then...You're going to have to get used to it.

[sweeperesque]

[... she frowns.]

Meeting them is never the problem. But it just doesn't seem fair...

[redcloakedthief]

[He blinks, honestly looking a little surprised.]

...Were you expecting it to be?

[sweeperesque]

[... that look makes her sheepish.]

It would've been nice...

[redcloakedthief]

[That naivete-- he can't step all over it.

He just sighs, smiling a little, and shakes his head.]

...Ah, alright.

[He scratches at his hair for a moment, considering where to go from here. Because how...do you address that?

And should he even try?]

[sweeperesque]

[... she laughs a little now. It's okay if he doesn't know where to go, because now she has something to say.]

Sorry.

[redcloakedthief]

[That confuses him all over again.]

...What for?

[sweeperesque]

[A bit of a laugh.]

I'm hoping for too much, aren't I?

[She knows perfectly well that she's a pretty unrealistic person at times.]

[redcloakedthief]

Maybe.

[He shrugs.]

That's just how you are though. I've never known you to apologize for that.