SPACE COAST: PRIVATE CONVO: GREGOR

[murdergate]

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[verminous]

Trust me, if I didn't think he was a good man, we wouldn't be talking about him like this.

[we would be talking more in terms of ah, shu, that fucker.]

...she seems happy. That's what I really care about.

[murdergate]

[ an agreement nod(d). everyone wants yuri happy. ]

What about you? Any epiphanies beyond the veil?

[verminous]

Eh? Epiphanies like what?

[murdergate]

Like how you feel about other people on the ship.

[verminous]

... probably better if we don't talk about those epiphanies...

[murdergate]

It's important to share how you're feeling. Can't keep it bottled up forever.

[ or, you know. everyone will know about it before you get a chance to figure out how to deal with anything. ]

[verminous]

Yeah, the thing is, that's occasionally the problem.

[sometimes sharing how you feel is bad actually]

[murdergate]

Greg... I cried when you died.

[ think about that ]

You should tell me what happened.

[ bc he wants to know ]

[verminous]

Wait, you... did?

[sorry he's a bit taken aback by that]

[murdergate]

[ oh yeah, gregor wouldn't have seen that since he was busy being executed at the time. ]

Well, yeah? You're Greg. I told you in the brig, I didn't want you to have to fight or have to die. And I couldn't do anything to help. Again. So, yeah, my eyes got wet. Not that big a deal, I guess.

[verminous]

...it-- feels pretty awful, not being able to do anything. I know.

[he's been through the same thing, more than one week here.]

[murdergate]

[ scratches cheek idly ]

Now I'm feeling self-conscious. Should I not have?

[verminous]

No, no, it's not like that. I just...

I guess once you get used to dying, you... stop thinking so much about how seeing that might affect anyone.

[murdergate]

[ he was aiming to wheedle gy goss out of dear greg but now it feels heavy because feelings. damn. ]

I've seen a lot of people die, but I hadn't seen you die before.

[ so. ]

[verminous]

[suffer, nodd.]

Well, it's... it's fine. We're all here now, yeah? Not going anywhere.

[murdergate]

Do... you want another hug?

[verminous]

Do you? I mean, I'm fine, but.

[if nodd needs one he can do that.]

[murdergate]

[ looks inward.

coughs up a bunch of mint ]

[verminous]

...all right, c'mere.

[get hugged idiod]

[murdergate]

[ *idiodd

yeah, going in for the double hug. fuck the hot goss, he has the hot bug right here. ]

[verminous]

[double hug, there we go.]

Better?

[murdergate]

Yeah. [ rubs face into shoulder, weh. ]

No more dying in front of me. Go die somewhere I can't see.

[verminous]

[yeah go die under the bed like a good bug gregor]

Well, you know I can't make any promises, bud.

[murdergate]

[ mm. that is fair. promises should hold actual meaning. ]

Yeah. I won't hold you to anything too crazy. Let's try staying out of the gutter for the next week, all right? If we can?

[verminous]

We better stay out of it. Too full of rats.

[but, anyway.]

Far as what you wanted to know-- I, ah, thought someone else and I were in the same page when it came to what we were agreeing to, and found out later we weren't. So.