[Qubit hasn't spoken to Gogo in a month and a half - and even then it wasn't really a conversation - and he'd almost forgotten about the card he sent her in the hospital, so he's more than a little surprised to get a bunch of messages from her all of a sudden. But... he did offer to help if she needed it, so he's not going to turn her away.
Plus he hasn't realized yet that the network glitch wasn't just a one-time thing, so. there's that.]
[It's not really a weird comment. As the guy she's supposed to be texting has superspeed and could be there within minutes if he wanted to.
Even though it's still not that cold outside she's wearing long sleeves pulled over her hands. A bit at odds when she's wearing shorts and leggings with it. She's absentmindedly chewing a piece of gum, texting as she leaves the house.
At one look she kinda looks a little haunted. If you know how to see that sort of thing.]
[Qubit's actually at the house for once, so he doesn't even have to portal over. He just locks up the place and walks next door. And he's wearing a trenchcoat like always, so it's not as if he has room to say someone's overdressed.
He does catch the haunted look, largely because she sounded that way in her messages. But he thinks she's expecting him, so he's pretty casual in his approach.]
[That is certainly surprise as she jerks her head up to look at him. Peripherally she'd heard the footsteps, but didn't expect to be called out to. There's a second of fear that tenses her muscles, ready to move if she has to, but recognizing Qubit she releases a breath and forces herself to relax.
Not Crane. He's locked up and can't hurt anyone anymore.
She shifts her weight and casually pretends that her shock never happened.]
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text; 1/?? I'll let you know
text; 2/?
but I can't sleep and...
text; 3/?
text; 4/?
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I know that it's not right to hurt anyone
no matter what they've done
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and I'm so tired
text; 7/8
text; 8/8 done
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Plus he hasn't realized yet that the network glitch wasn't just a one-time thing, so. there's that.]
Not at all. What do you need?
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just wanna go for a run or something
you're the only person I know that I can talk to right now
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All right. Meet you outside?
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[It's not really a weird comment. As the guy she's supposed to be texting has superspeed and could be there within minutes if he wanted to.
Even though it's still not that cold outside she's wearing long sleeves pulled over her hands. A bit at odds when she's wearing shorts and leggings with it. She's absentmindedly chewing a piece of gum, texting as she leaves the house.
At one look she kinda looks a little haunted. If you know how to see that sort of thing.]
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He does catch the haunted look, largely because she sounded that way in her messages. But he thinks she's expecting him, so he's pretty casual in his approach.]
Evening.
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Not Crane. He's locked up and can't hurt anyone anymore.
She shifts her weight and casually pretends that her shock never happened.]
Hey, what's up?
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...she looks down at her comm. Oh. There's a flash of disappointment but it's not directed at him specifically.
Well, the comm screwup made this bed, she might as well lay in it.]
I don't know. Just run. Use the exercise as a distraction from thinking for an hour. I tend to just go where my feet take me.