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[bertall]

Um... This is Bertolt, and if you're hearing this I'm probably busy. You can leave a message here or call back later if you want? ...Can I start over?

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[lyingheart]

Those are four years I don't remember.

[ Pointing toward... not remembering waking up, either. How aware she is in that form is up to debate because of reasons, but with no external anchor, unlike the Warhammer Titan... ]

The worst part wasn't waking up here. It was waking up without any of the small scars I've gotten here in the last seven months.

[ It's how this place leaves no mark, nothing, any they don't even have to be sent back totally for that to be true. She's not in a great headspace. Probably shouldn't message the dead man about this, but who the hell else can she talk to? Armin? ]

[bertall]

i

i know what that's like and it's...

_{[It's Not Great. He'd ended up losing all of the scars he'd gained before he'd gone home, and then he returned with ones he wishes he could erase forever.]}

do you want me to call? or would you rather keep it like this for now? whichever you choose i'm not going anywhere, okay?

[lyingheart]

I don't feel like talking. Too angry. I'll yell.

[ she was exactly in that kind of place, lapsing into anger because right now that's easier to handle than the grief it anything else. plus, she's alive. that gives her a chance he no longer has, but fuck. fuck! ]

[bertall]

whenever you feel up for it then, okay?

_{[He hopes it's clear that he will be there for her if and or when she's ready or if she ever needs to simply... yell about it. Anger is better than letting it sit for weeks, right?]}

Is there anything I can do?

[lyingheart]

Not really. Not now.

Later, sparring. Talking. Just not

not right now.

[bertall]

Of course.

<sub>[He worries at his bottom lip for a few moments, then quickly types something out and hits send.

At the very least it might be a temporary distraction.]</sub>

If|
I'm not sure when it'll happen, but I've got another egg that I'm trying to hatch. When it does, do you want pictures?

1/2

[lyingheart]

yes

2/2

[lyingheart]

please.

[ the first had been sent back so quickly it's evident it was also without pausing to think. the distraction is... it's something to look forward to that's outside of herself.

she's thankful, even if she doesn't have the words for that right now. ]

[bertall]

You'll be the first to know. Even if it's at two in the morning, I'll send them so you'll have something to wake up to.

Here's hoping it's nothing that'll shred the pillows or my good shirts, right?

[lyingheart]

Sobble did that to my clothes on the cruise. Keep your dresser closed, at least something should survive.

[ she doesn't say: that would be nice. having something to wake up to that's a kindness in the world is nice. nothing yet dragged down into the dirt. ]

[bertall]

That's a little easier said than done with a few cats that like to get into the dresser, but hopefully they'll behave themselves.

How was it for you, anyway? The cruise, I mean. I've never been a fan of boats but it wasn't too bad for me until the legendaries started causing problems.

[lyingheart]

... Try adding a lock.

The cruise was fine. Wet by the end. The food was decent? Watching people decide that throwing themselves into the path of a legendary was the best way to handle the situation was... life affirming. In uninspiring ways.

[bertall]

You're telling me. I've|
already done that once, but the situation wasn't great. And not on a ship in the middle of the ocean./font>

_{[That situation on Mt. Mortar with the legendary dogs fighting is something he does not want to deal with again, but at least they were all on solid ground for that.]}

I took one look at what was going on, let Samwise out in case someone fell overboard, and went right back to my cabin. I'm not as... bold as some people are, and I'll always admit that.

[lyingheart]

People are who they are. Being bold or not... who cares? Not chasing after danger isn't a bad trait.