[ he tries to climb the stairs to the loft, trips, and falls killing them bo---
no.
he'll take the stairs carefully to avoid exactly that, and stop by the bed. the pillows are all freshly fluffed and the duvets are cosy. snuggle away. ]
If you want hot chocolate as well, you'll have to let go for a moment.
[ and he won’t be. there’s a couple of mugs on the side in the kitchenette area, and it doesn’t take long to heat and prepare some mugs of hot chocolate. when the mugs are full and prepped, he’ll make his way back and set them down on the bedside table, before finding a corner of one of the blankets and tugging it over lup’s form. ]
[ he will allow himself to be tugged, and will tug more blankets over them in the process. comfy and quilted. once on the bed, he’ll tuck another duvet over them and wrap an arm around lup. ]
Did you have better luck getting Greed to stay put now trial is over?
[she's a cuddly person, so immediately she's halfway in his lap if he lets her. she's a space heater, warm and immediately sleepy.]
A little. They're probably being bothered by a bunch of people right now, but they don't have a trial to be at so it's likely they're going to stay in one place.
... We didn't mean to. I don't know, I think maybe so many people texted us at once that the system just went, uh? No? And crashed. Maybe. I don't know for sure.
[...] I uh, I don't know what I would've done if they'd been dead for real.
A - yes. I've slept. I've napped. [she reaches up into her hood to rub at her face.] It's felt like one long blur since Thursday, but I've... I've slept.
[she finds it relaxing now, too, wrapping her arms around him. she knows there's hot chocolate waiting for her, but.]
Just... don't let me sleep too long. I have places to be. [she mutters, but it's not a no. in fact, it's a yes, as she closes her eyes and slowly warms up, like a sleepy space heater.]
[ he'll keep the motion going, and after a bit, start to hum slightly. it's small and soft, and sounds a bit like it could be a lullaby, but he's not quite at the point of actually singing it. still, it has a pleasant enough tone to it. ]
and is pretty much out instantly. she's exhausted, and she trusts him, so it's easy to just curl up here and fall asleep. eventually she'll get up to go, but for now she's completely passed out.
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no.
he'll take the stairs carefully to avoid exactly that, and stop by the bed. the pillows are all freshly fluffed and the duvets are cosy. snuggle away. ]
If you want hot chocolate as well, you'll have to let go for a moment.
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no, wehhh, this is so nice. they sigh dramatically, but let go of him to flop down into his bed.]
Okay, but come right back.
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Yes, yes. I won’t be long.
[ and he won’t be. there’s a couple of mugs on the side in the kitchenette area, and it doesn’t take long to heat and prepare some mugs of hot chocolate. when the mugs are full and prepped, he’ll make his way back and set them down on the bedside table, before finding a corner of one of the blankets and tugging it over lup’s form. ]
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Did you have better luck getting Greed to stay put now trial is over?
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A little. They're probably being bothered by a bunch of people right now, but they don't have a trial to be at so it's likely they're going to stay in one place.
They tire me out so much.
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Unstoppable force meets immoveable object is it, firebird?
[ events of the week aside, he can only imagine what definitely-not-edgeworth and lup are like butting heads in private ]
Hopefully they will. You all gave us a fright — even if some of them did so more dramatically.
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... We didn't mean to. I don't know, I think maybe so many people texted us at once that the system just went, uh? No? And crashed. Maybe. I don't know for sure.
[...] I uh, I don't know what I would've done if they'd been dead for real.
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It let us know something was up. Not that we could do a whole lot about it, but...
[ ... ]
They aren't though. That's what matters. What if-ing the scenario won't improve it.
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I don't usually do this, wow. [she sighs.] I feel... well, anyway.
[she curls up a little more tightly.] You're right.
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[ he'll bump his head against the top of hers. ] It's been one hell of a week. Like every week, maybe.
Have you slept at all in the past few days? Had more than ten minutes to yourself?
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A - yes. I've slept. I've napped. [she reaches up into her hood to rub at her face.] It's felt like one long blur since Thursday, but I've... I've slept.
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[ he'll shift his arm so he can rub along her back again - slow, soothing motions that he remembers her finding relaxing before. ]
You have that nap if you want. I'll make sure no one bothers you.
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Just... don't let me sleep too long. I have places to be. [she mutters, but it's not a no. in fact, it's a yes, as she closes her eyes and slowly warms up, like a sleepy space heater.]
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Half an hour?
[ he'll keep the motion going, and after a bit, start to hum slightly. it's small and soft, and sounds a bit like it could be a lullaby, but he's not quite at the point of actually singing it. still, it has a pleasant enough tone to it. ]
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and is pretty much out instantly. she's exhausted, and she trusts him, so it's easy to just curl up here and fall asleep. eventually she'll get up to go, but for now she's completely passed out.
and no!! she doesn't snore!!]
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shocking. ]