[ The look he gives her is more than a little miserable. Fiona is one of those rare people he's spoken to more than once and she has been kind to him. It's a shame, he thinks, that he cannot show her a kind face right now.
The frown is set onto his face. ]
Fiona...
I cannot go back to that place. The place where I have been living. So I am staying out here. At least... I am calm in this place.
[The frown isn't completely unexpected from the young man; Fiona is already certain that he is not the beaming type. However, his explanation forces a slip of bewilderment in her expression before she settles back into a softer, sympathetic smile. From what she knows of the man he was living with, it was not a kind relationship. So Sinistra's extraction from the situation is a good thing, right?]
Must it be out here? Without a roof over your head or a bed to sleep in? [The priestess moves closer, trying to discern any signs that may tell her how long he's already been sleeping outdoors.] Nature may be a calming force, but it would not do my mind well to know you must brave the weather every hour.
[It won't do at all even if he had camping gear. He's hurting, and somehow, she's drawn to that. Whatever it is that happened, it is likely that Sinistra didn't deserve it. Which is why she reaches for his hand to lend some comforting warmth and Chroma.]
Let me take you away from here. Let us find some happiness in food and drink, and you can tell me all of your troubles.
There is no where else I can go. My brother... will surely be living with that man now, so I cannot go to him. Out here is... sufficient. I have slept in worse locations.
[ After all, sleeping in the tower was harrowing. Sleeping in the hospital room was terribly lonely, knowing his brother and he would never sleep at the same time.
Surprise crosses his face when she grasps his hand and offers. Even if it is from the Chroma, her hand really is so warm on his chilled hand. He turns his hand in hers to grasp it and after a long pause, nods his head slowly. ]
Yes... okay.
[ He can't help but just want comfort right now. ]
[So chilly! Fiona gives him a squeeze and a brighter smile when he accepts her invitation. Time to lead the way back to her apartment while she whips out her phone to start ordering things. The one thing she loves about technology: online shopping. First food-- men aren't usually picky with their food, right? The priestess buys a whole cart of things to be delivered before switching to a clothing site. Luckily he seems to be around Mike's build, and she already memorized those sizes.]
I always find that a change of clothes helps lift my mood~ Let's buy you something nice! We shall have a bit of fun, fufufuu...
[She will take no excuse otherwise! It's also a long enough walk back to her apartment that the deliveryman (from one place) arrives just after Fiona ushers Sinistra inside and towards the couch. Pepperoni pizza is a usual order for people, it seems, which is why she bought it to begin with. It sits steaming on the coffee table as Fiona returns with plates and glasses of water.]
The wine will come after there is some sustenance in you. There is also more food to come, but do not hold yourself back.
[ It seems futile - FEELS futile - The Archangel won in the end. What could he do? How could he salvage anything? His heart feels broken, for his brother's sake and his own. He lets her hold his hand, barely paying attention to her words until she mentions clothing. ]
Clothes? You are... getting clothes for me?
[ It's not as if he has many to begin with here. He mostly wears what he arrived in. He holds a puzzled look as he follows behind her, still clinging to her hand. She is always a bit of a whirlwind but he doesn't mind it. It's an overbearing nature that fully contrasts that of the Archangel's. ]
Ah... Fiona, you did not -- ah... mm... thank you, though. I should say thank you instead.
You're welcome. [She sets a slice of pizza on his plate before handing it over, then grabbing one of her own.] Spending Chroma is no issue, especially when I have company to spend it on.
[And spend it she did! Because there's soon to be curry dishes, sushi, apple pie, and cookies. A whole selection of things for them to share will eventually arrive at the door. Meanwhile, Fiona looks quite pleased with the pizza as she devours it. Once she finishes off her first slice, the next delivery arrives, and their feast is spread out on the coffee table along with appropriate dining-ware.]
Please, help yourself-- [ding ding] oh! That should be your new apparel. They are wonderfully quick with deliveries here.
[Off again to the door! The priestess returns with large box containing neatly folded dark pants, a shirt, and a wool coat.]
[ He's shocked by her, holding the plate in his hands with a dumbfounded look as she bustles about, bringing in more food and clothes and all of it because he was here. It bares registered in his brain that he was why she'd gone and ordered so much.
He frowns at her, looking skeptical and just a bit concerned about the whole affair. ]
Fiona... why are you being so nice to me? I do not understand. Because... I helped you with Chroma before...? Or?
[ People are never just Nice to him, he's noticed. Or perhaps his long term residence and sexual relationship with the Archangel had taught him that. He was wretched, after all. ]
Hmmmm? [Ah, so he's suspicious? That's not really a problem. Fiona chews through her current bite of food and wipes her mouth with a napkin. It isn't hard to guess that Sinistra's roommate has put scars on the young man's heart. Maybe she should have been overly aggressive with her courting earlier.]
I must admit, I am being quite frivolous right now, but I do not mind spoiling someone like you. Think of it as my overzealous attempt to lay a foundation of friendship. [The priestess gets up and moves over to Sinistra's side, leaning her shoulder against his.]
But that is not to say there are not benefits to seeking out a relationship. We do not want to be alone with our thoughts, correct? To each our own heartache, but I do not think I could leave you be if I was without struggles. I am drawn to you, after all. Fufufuuu~
[Lifting a cookie off a plate, Fiona brings it up to his lips.]
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The frown is set onto his face. ]
Fiona...
I cannot go back to that place. The place where I have been living. So I am staying out here. At least... I am calm in this place.
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Must it be out here? Without a roof over your head or a bed to sleep in? [The priestess moves closer, trying to discern any signs that may tell her how long he's already been sleeping outdoors.] Nature may be a calming force, but it would not do my mind well to know you must brave the weather every hour.
[It won't do at all even if he had camping gear. He's hurting, and somehow, she's drawn to that. Whatever it is that happened, it is likely that Sinistra didn't deserve it. Which is why she reaches for his hand to lend some comforting warmth and Chroma.]
Let me take you away from here. Let us find some happiness in food and drink, and you can tell me all of your troubles.
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[ After all, sleeping in the tower was harrowing. Sleeping in the hospital room was terribly lonely, knowing his brother and he would never sleep at the same time.
Surprise crosses his face when she grasps his hand and offers. Even if it is from the Chroma, her hand really is so warm on his chilled hand. He turns his hand in hers to grasp it and after a long pause, nods his head slowly. ]
Yes... okay.
[ He can't help but just want comfort right now. ]
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[So chilly! Fiona gives him a squeeze and a brighter smile when he accepts her invitation. Time to lead the way back to her apartment while she whips out her phone to start ordering things. The one thing she loves about technology: online shopping. First food-- men aren't usually picky with their food, right? The priestess buys a whole cart of things to be delivered before switching to a clothing site. Luckily he seems to be around Mike's build, and she already memorized those sizes.]
I always find that a change of clothes helps lift my mood~ Let's buy you something nice! We shall have a bit of fun, fufufuu...
[She will take no excuse otherwise! It's also a long enough walk back to her apartment that the deliveryman (from one place) arrives just after Fiona ushers Sinistra inside and towards the couch. Pepperoni pizza is a usual order for people, it seems, which is why she bought it to begin with. It sits steaming on the coffee table as Fiona returns with plates and glasses of water.]
The wine will come after there is some sustenance in you. There is also more food to come, but do not hold yourself back.
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[ It seems futile - FEELS futile - The Archangel won in the end. What could he do? How could he salvage anything? His heart feels broken, for his brother's sake and his own. He lets her hold his hand, barely paying attention to her words until she mentions clothing. ]
Clothes? You are... getting clothes for me?
[ It's not as if he has many to begin with here. He mostly wears what he arrived in. He holds a puzzled look as he follows behind her, still clinging to her hand. She is always a bit of a whirlwind but he doesn't mind it. It's an overbearing nature that fully contrasts that of the Archangel's. ]
Ah... Fiona, you did not -- ah... mm... thank you, though. I should say thank you instead.
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[And spend it she did! Because there's soon to be curry dishes, sushi, apple pie, and cookies. A whole selection of things for them to share will eventually arrive at the door. Meanwhile, Fiona looks quite pleased with the pizza as she devours it. Once she finishes off her first slice, the next delivery arrives, and their feast is spread out on the coffee table along with appropriate dining-ware.]
Please, help yourself-- [ding ding] oh! That should be your new apparel. They are wonderfully quick with deliveries here.
[Off again to the door! The priestess returns with large box containing neatly folded dark pants, a shirt, and a wool coat.]
Change when you like.
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He frowns at her, looking skeptical and just a bit concerned about the whole affair. ]
Fiona... why are you being so nice to me? I do not understand. Because... I helped you with Chroma before...? Or?
[ People are never just Nice to him, he's noticed. Or perhaps his long term residence and sexual relationship with the Archangel had taught him that. He was wretched, after all. ]
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I must admit, I am being quite frivolous right now, but I do not mind spoiling someone like you. Think of it as my overzealous attempt to lay a foundation of friendship. [The priestess gets up and moves over to Sinistra's side, leaning her shoulder against his.]
But that is not to say there are not benefits to seeking out a relationship. We do not want to be alone with our thoughts, correct? To each our own heartache, but I do not think I could leave you be if I was without struggles. I am drawn to you, after all. Fufufuuu~
[Lifting a cookie off a plate, Fiona brings it up to his lips.]
Can I not interest you in mutual indulgence?