[This is the worst part. Maybe it's not deliberate, but she knows she's the root of that hurt. It guts her. Makes the scars on her skin whisper ugly things, rouses memories of Marian.
It just keeps going, doesn't it? You never stop losing people. Never stop letting them down.]
Kate, I'm so sorry. I didn't want you to be alone. [She puts a hand to her cheek, rubbing soft with her thumb.] Has anyone said anything to you? Did you...this weekend, did your monster act up again?
No... I thought someone should have suspected something by now, but...
[ she shakes her head. if they did, no one has said anything. ]
... It didn't. I was scared that it would. I wanted to try something to stop it... sleeping medicine, locking myself up, anything. I want to try next time.
[ camille was just touching her cheek, so kate takes her hand and guides it upward. she's wearing this today, but she pushes back the hood and lets camille feel the top of her head.
it's sooty, and shadowy, and at a glance it may not be clear what she's indicating. but they're very easy to find by touch: a pair of tiny baby devil horns. ]
[Camille comes to her knees, bobbing up so that they're of a height. She feels the tip of the horns, smooth, sooted. She lets her hands fall back to her face again, eyes skating over that inky black void.
She wishes she could meet her eye right now. It's not fair.]
Okay. We can...listen, this week? We'll stay together on Thursday, all right? I can cover for you now that I'm back. Let's figure out a way to beat this.
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Week 4, Tuesday
It's... it's really you, right?
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Not like someone would immediately peg them as chimeras just for this.]
For better or for worse.
I'm so sorry Kate. I didn't want to leave you...
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It wasn't your fault. I'm just-- so glad you're back...
[ her voice catches, and she has to take a moment to compose herself. ]
Is it... gone?
[ the monster. ]
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I think so?
I don't want to wait to find out but I feel like...it's not sitting at the back of my head anymore.
[Watch the mods roll me to murder again.]
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It was... really lonely without you. There wasn't anyone I could talk to about what's happening.
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It just keeps going, doesn't it? You never stop losing people. Never stop letting them down.]
Kate, I'm so sorry. I didn't want you to be alone. [She puts a hand to her cheek, rubbing soft with her thumb.] Has anyone said anything to you? Did you...this weekend, did your monster act up again?
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[ she shakes her head. if they did, no one has said anything. ]
... It didn't. I was scared that it would. I wanted to try something to stop it... sleeping medicine, locking myself up, anything. I want to try next time.
It's-- ... Something is wrong. It's worse now.
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[Her face falls. The urgency takes hold of her voice.]
Worse how?
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it's sooty, and shadowy, and at a glance it may not be clear what she's indicating. but they're very easy to find by touch: a pair of tiny baby devil horns. ]
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Kate.
[Camille comes to her knees, bobbing up so that they're of a height. She feels the tip of the horns, smooth, sooted. She lets her hands fall back to her face again, eyes skating over that inky black void.
She wishes she could meet her eye right now. It's not fair.]
Okay. We can...listen, this week? We'll stay together on Thursday, all right? I can cover for you now that I'm back. Let's figure out a way to beat this.
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[ she sounds a little choked up. ]
I... thank you. Thank goodness you're here. I need your help.