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[hellofist]

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[Cass inhabiting the CTS isn't a new Barge occurrence, but it's not typical for her to go in looking upset and come out still... really looking upset. But here she is, sitting on the floor outside the CTS to catch her breath and wait for her legs to start working again because it's been a few hours now of nothing but punching and kicking and pushing herself so she wouldn't feel anything, but it's not really doing the job this time around.

So yeah, she's kind of brooding outside the CTS like any good Bat does after an upsetting day.]


[Private text to Dean]
Out.


[Spam for Merlin]
[She goes back into the CTS after her break, but it's still not enough. In the end she's just on her knees punching the floor until her hands are bleeding and that helps, finally. Only took her hours to get there. Finally she leaves the CTS and makes her way back home to wait for Merlin. He can fix her, her hands and her heart.

It's a bit surprising, though, that she runs into him in the hallway, him approaching the door from the other direction. Even after everything, she's able to smile when she sees him.]

Was just... gonna find you. Hi.

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[hellofist]

[She leans into him, her own arm going around his waist.]

No, not yet. Think I should?

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[takeyouapart]

...I don't know. He knows what's going to happen, but...I know he doesn't like to be reminded of it.

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[hellofist]

Will just save it, then. Tell if it... comes up naturally.

[She has no idea how that would happen, but it seems better than just springing it on him. With Merlin, it seemed fair he knew what was in store, what he'd have to work with when that time came. Might be a little awkward to have Guinevere suddenly pop back to life with no warning.]

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[takeyouapart]

I think that's for the best.

[He's got his doubts own regarding what conversation could take place between them into which this revelation would fit, but...well, maybe that's for the best as well. He kisses the side of Cassandra's head briefly before getting up to pour their tea.]

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[hellofist]

[She watches him move toward the kettle, unsure if she's answered wrong, said something he doesn't agree with.]

Should I not tell? Keep it private?

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[takeyouapart]

No - no, I think you're right. You ought to tell him, when there's a time that he needs to hear it. [He smiles over at her.] I trust you more than I'd trust anyone else to know when that'll be.

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[hellofist]

[That gets a smile from her, too. She's touched that he trusts her that much, especially when it's Arthur. Not surprised, after everything, but she can still appreciate how much it means.]

How are things, with you and him?

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[takeyouapart]

They're fine. [He means it.] He was hurt badly at port, and that was...frightening, but...he got back in time for me to heal him.

[He brings their cups back to the table and sits down.]

We're fine.

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[hellofist]

[She just holds her cup in her hands, letting them warm up. She still feels left cold after speaking to her father and the aftermath of all that, so the tea is welcome in so many ways.]

Good.

[She's just going to gloss right over port talk, thank you.]

Maybe there will be flood... of naps. No pain, no anger, no sadness. Just napping.

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[takeyouapart]

[Merlin smiles lopsidedly.]

I could probably make that happen but I don't think anyone'd thank me for tampering with the food.

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[hellofist]

[It's funny, how much that smile does to improve her mood. It's hard to forget how lucky she really is at times like this, even if Cain is here. Because really, isn't that another form of luck? He'll change here, never do the horrible things he's done to anyone else.]

Probably not. Would have to protect you, from them. Punching friends? Usually frowned on.