are you looking for an answer - {for Jo}

[girl_at_the_window]

Susan wakes up into dull, numb agony, every movement aching. It turns out coming back from the dead is never what you'd call relaxing. Everything feels broken, oddly displaced.

It takes her several minutes to gather the strength to sit up, reach for her computer, and, after a little thought, start to type.

>burningpassion: well
>burningpassion: im back

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[thefuckingbeam]

[Hugging him is definitely a terrible idea, and they both know it, but he accepts it anywhere, giving her a brief squeeze with his hand on her hair.

Enough. Enough, now.]

Anytime, sweetheart.

[He pauses, cringes. Pulls back.] --Susan.

[girl_at_the_window]

[She doesn't know how to say that it's her name that makes her heart flip-flop in her chest, more than the endearment does. She can feel her resolve straining, straining to breaking point...]

[She all but pushes him towards the door.]

We... we'll talk about it in a few days, aye? [When we've had time to get our heads in order.]

[thefuckingbeam]

[He stumbles over his webbed toes a little, and nods, pushing his hair out of his face.]

Yeah. In a few days.

[He's just going to. Probably jerk off and cry. It's fine.]