IC inbox

[altusimperius]

tell him how pretty he is

Comments

[altusimperius]

It takes a moment for Bene to answer, as he combs through his memory for the incident in question; and when he arrives, his smile to Colin turns sheepish.

"I made sure you wouldn't follow. You couldn't anyway." He pushes his hair back out of his face with a wince.

"...and then I killed Jone."

[keenly]

That gets a longer pause from Colin.

"I see," he says neutrally, chiefly because he has no idea what to do with that information. "What does she think of this?"

[altusimperius]

The serious expression gives way to a smile of uncertain amusement.

"...she wants to teach me to do it better."

[keenly]

"...I knew I liked her." A soft laugh and a shake of his head. "She's something."

Fingernails tap idly against the door frame. "Did, did Edgard, this morning...?" He winces slightly.

[altusimperius]

"Seemed kind of fucked up over it, to be honest," Benedict admits with a wince, "we haven't really talked about it yet."

[keenly]

Colin nods. Since Benedict is technically at work, this might not be the best place to get into it.

"Want to do something tonight?" he asks. "Maybe go into town, take in how normal everything looks."

[altusimperius]

Though he thinks about it a moment, Bene nods eventually, giving a little sigh as he rests his cheek on his hand.

"Yeah. Yeah, let's do that."

[keenly]

"We'll talk then. Just. Wanted to make sure you're all right this morning. I'll see you after work."

[altusimperius]

"See you then," Bene says, tapping his own temple and pointing at Colin in the universal 'I get you' gesture.