[ todomatsu is cleaned up and back in normal, comfortable clothes now, though he still looks pretty shitty — the cuts on his face and hands are no longer bleeding but still visible, his hair is messy and his eyes are red, and he has a pair of crutches leaning against his seat.
he's not distancing himself from anyone — on the contrary, he's very deliberately sitting in a more crowded part of the room — but unlike last week, he's pretty much staying quiet and blankly playing watermelon game on his i.r.i.s., occasionally switching over to check the responses on the network. ]
he doesn't know him well enough to comment just yet, but he does cast him a concerned glance when he thinks he's focused enough on the game not to notice.]
[She moves away, sitting to talk to other people, but she does keep an eye on Todomatsu just in case. Sora has been keeping an eye on him, Temenos, Kazuki, and also Lucien but far, far less because Lucien is grumpy]
[ i need to tag our pc but also sweet boy. temenos comes over here at some point and very gently places a pillow behind todomatsu's back or shoulders or head, whatever's the most comfortable. ]
[Having missed her chance to catch him earlier, Rosamund will silently assume the seat next to him. He isn't hiding in a corner, but she hasn't seen him make a sound, and that look he gave her after returning chills her.]
Todomatsu? [She'd hate to push it. Rosamund tucks a curl behind her ear and opts for the soft pitch.] What's that you're playing?
Mm, it was pretty bad... also just inhaled a bunch of stuff that really isn't supposed to go in your lungs, so. Going to be getting that out of my system for a while, I guess.
[She blinks. Well. That explains a little. The injuries perhaps. But the costuming, and the hollow look in his eyes?]
I'd heard you were sent on some sort of mission. I didn't realize they'd be taking people out in small groups like that. What was it you had to do there?
It was a kind of infiltration mission at this really messed up ceremony. There was this item there that we were supposed to find and take care of. Which we did, just.
[ more coughing... ]
...The stealth part didn't go entirely as planned. Obviously.
Stealth is...difficult. And it's very easy to blow your cover. I don't think I've been particularly good at it any time I've tried it. Maybe once I got away with it? But most of the time, something goes wrong no matter what you do.
I hope you aren't beating yourself up about it, Todomatsu. It sounds like it was a very difficult situation, and you said yourself that this isn't your kind of story. I'm sorry you got put in harm's way.
...More of an execution, and all these people were throwing a big watch party for it.
[ it looks from the slight shift in his expression like there are some parts of what she's saying that he's inclined to disagree with, or that he wants to clarify... but it also isn't something he feels like getting into now.
he shakes it off and sighs. ]
Yeah. Definitely not my story anymore. [ swallows. ] Thanks.
[She really hates the idea. What kind of entertainment is there in watching a defenseless person get murdered? No matter what they've done in the past, it's just cruel.
But that's not the focus here. She can't say for certain, it's not as if they know each other well, but he looks a little cagey. Like he's biting back his words. Rosamund frowns.]
That's nothing to be ashamed of. You know that, right? [She puts a hand on his shoulder, makes certain she has him by the eyes.] Even if you got hurt, even if things went wrong, you survived. And that's what matters. You're very strong, and no matter where you came from or what you've been through, you're capable of making it here. Okay?
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he's not distancing himself from anyone — on the contrary, he's very deliberately sitting in a more crowded part of the room — but unlike last week, he's pretty much staying quiet and blankly playing watermelon game on his i.r.i.s., occasionally switching over to check the responses on the network. ]
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he doesn't know him well enough to comment just yet, but he does cast him a concerned glance when he thinks he's focused enough on the game not to notice.]
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is the beard gone. ]
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he's looking away as soon as they make eye contact because he sucks though]
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A get well gift for you, Mr. Matsuno.
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[ ...slowly eats a single piece and tries very hard not to cough. ]
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[She moves away, sitting to talk to other people, but she does keep an eye on Todomatsu just in case. Sora has been keeping an eye on him, Temenos, Kazuki, and also Lucien but far, far less because Lucien is grumpy]
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...what's your high score?
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I want to say— [ coughs into his hand ] ...2800 or something...?
[ but he honestly doesn't remember the number and shakes his head. ]
One watermelon and then up to a pineapple, anyway.
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That's more than I've ever gotten!
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I mean, I might be totally wrong about the number, but. I did play a lot of similar games back home, so I might kind of have an advantage.
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does not actually say anything because he wants to minimize unnecessary cough triggers. ]
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Todomatsu? [She'd hate to push it. Rosamund tucks a curl behind her ear and opts for the soft pitch.] What's that you're playing?
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The watermelon game? It's—
[ he pauses to cough into his hand for a moment and sounds a little raspier when he continues. ]
...You merge two of the same fruit together to turn them into a different fruit. And the watermelon's like— [ cough ] —the final goal.
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[She reaches behind to fetch some tissues from the table at their backs, presenting them without pause.]
You really got roughed up out there, didn't you?
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[ coughs into a tissue instead!!! ]
Mm, it was pretty bad... also just inhaled a bunch of stuff that really isn't supposed to go in your lungs, so. Going to be getting that out of my system for a while, I guess.
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[She dips her head a little lower, making certain she has him by the eye.]
How did that happen, anyway?
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Pollen.
[ which. lol. he averts his gaze slightly, keeping the tissue over his mouth. ]
The planet we were on was pretty much covered in plants, and these vines kind of went out of control and attacked everyone.
[ this is the extremely abridged and understated version of events. ]
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I'd heard you were sent on some sort of mission. I didn't realize they'd be taking people out in small groups like that. What was it you had to do there?
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[ more coughing... ]
...The stealth part didn't go entirely as planned. Obviously.
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[She winces in commiseration.]
Stealth is...difficult. And it's very easy to blow your cover. I don't think I've been particularly good at it any time I've tried it. Maybe once I got away with it? But most of the time, something goes wrong no matter what you do.
I hope you aren't beating yourself up about it, Todomatsu. It sounds like it was a very difficult situation, and you said yourself that this isn't your kind of story. I'm sorry you got put in harm's way.
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[ it looks from the slight shift in his expression like there are some parts of what she's saying that he's inclined to disagree with, or that he wants to clarify... but it also isn't something he feels like getting into now.
he shakes it off and sighs. ]
Yeah. Definitely not my story anymore. [ swallows. ] Thanks.
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[She really hates the idea. What kind of entertainment is there in watching a defenseless person get murdered? No matter what they've done in the past, it's just cruel.
But that's not the focus here. She can't say for certain, it's not as if they know each other well, but he looks a little cagey. Like he's biting back his words. Rosamund frowns.]
That's nothing to be ashamed of. You know that, right? [She puts a hand on his shoulder, makes certain she has him by the eyes.] Even if you got hurt, even if things went wrong, you survived. And that's what matters. You're very strong, and no matter where you came from or what you've been through, you're capable of making it here. Okay?
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