That's definitely possible, I guess. I dunno for sure, though. I haven't talked to anybody who wasn't in the library yet.
[ ..................... again, he lets it happen, and doesn't comment. the way he's watching her is a little unhappy, though, much as he tries not to show it ]
[ There's something in her that almost lashes out. And maybe like - a few months ago? She might've just let it.
But Issac's a kid. And as much as she hates it, she's the adult. She watches his face for a moment, and then leans forward, setting the alcohol on the table. ]
If you don't want me to drink, you can tell me. [ She says, pointedly. ]
[ her addressing it so bluntly kind of takes him off guard, and he shifts from foot to foot, uncomfortable ]
Uhhh... it's not that? I dunno. I've just never been around someone drunk before.
[ he pauses again, hesitating quite a bit, and he has several false starts before he finds his voice. how is he supposed to handle this...? ]
People ... drink to, like, cope sometimes, right? It's just ... if there's something bothering you or if you're freaked out because of everything ... you know I'll listen, right?
[ blunt is definitely her thing. she's glad she got it out in the open too, because when he explains, she just sinks back into the couch. ]
Yeah, of course I know you would. [ they haven't known each other that long, but she knows that for sure. ] But don't think I haven't seen you taking care of Luna and Asch. Probably other people too. You're a kid, you shouldn't have to babysit my ass.
I'll lay off. I can't really feel the effects anyway. [ :c ] But - Issac.
You can be there for them, that's fine. That's good even, you're a good kid. But you can also have someone to lean on without them expecting anything from you too - like me. So. If any of that freaked you out, if you're upset? You can talk to me about it.
[ She shifts, leaning forward, elbows on her knees. ] I'm okay. Me drinking's more --
[ She sort of laughs, rueful. ] Me pouting, I guess. So don't worry about me.
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That's definitely possible, I guess. I dunno for sure, though. I haven't talked to anybody who wasn't in the library yet.
[ ..................... again, he lets it happen, and doesn't comment. the way he's watching her is a little unhappy, though, much as he tries not to show it ]
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But Issac's a kid. And as much as she hates it, she's the adult. She watches his face for a moment, and then leans forward, setting the alcohol on the table. ]
If you don't want me to drink, you can tell me. [ She says, pointedly. ]
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Uhhh... it's not that? I dunno. I've just never been around someone drunk before.
[ he pauses again, hesitating quite a bit, and he has several false starts before he finds his voice. how is he supposed to handle this...? ]
People ... drink to, like, cope sometimes, right? It's just ... if there's something bothering you or if you're freaked out because of everything ... you know I'll listen, right?
[ turns out he's just worried about her. ]
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Yeah, of course I know you would. [ they haven't known each other that long, but she knows that for sure. ] But don't think I haven't seen you taking care of Luna and Asch. Probably other people too. You're a kid, you shouldn't have to babysit my ass.
I'll lay off. I can't really feel the effects anyway. [ :c ] But - Issac.
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How did you... it's not babysitting! I was just...
[ ..... ok maybe it was babysitting ]
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[ at least as far as beau is concerned.
he'll pause in the act of rubbing the back of his neck when she calls his name. ]
... yeah?
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You can be there for them, that's fine. That's good even, you're a good kid. But you can also have someone to lean on without them expecting anything from you too - like me. So. If any of that freaked you out, if you're upset? You can talk to me about it.
[ She shifts, leaning forward, elbows on her knees. ] I'm okay. Me drinking's more --
[ She sort of laughs, rueful. ] Me pouting, I guess. So don't worry about me.
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What ... does that even mean?
Does that mean he's a good person?
Why doesn't anyone else he knows think that?
Anyway he'll duck his chin, a little red in the face. ]
... I'm making a big deal out of this when it's not. Sorry. [ rubs his nose, looking up at her again. ] ... I know you'll be okay, so.
[ If nothing else, he can at least smile a little for her and mean it. ]
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[ And she holds out a pinky. Look, they're gonna pinky promise on it, okay. ]
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But then he'll smile and link pinkies with her. ]
Yeah. It's a promise.