mental link - :011

[inflori]

[ Angel has been gone for barely a day now. The loss is felt in her brood most of all, and it's a surprise that volatile little Petre doesn't just lash out in another street fight. Instead he locks himself up in his room, all things left scattered, mind flooded with both silence and a scream at once. He's missing her, just like he's missing everyone else in his brood except Aoba, and it all just tells him he's meant to be alone. He hates it, he hates it so much. He decides that he hates everyone else, too, because they still have each other, because he thinks they don't care, because he's sure they'll turn against him one day.

Finally, what starts as a hum becomes a stream of repetitions, growing louder, stronger. Desperately reaching out, aimless and chaotic. ]

( When is she going to wake up? I don't want to be alone. Bring her back. I want her to come back. )

[ It won't stop for a very long while. ]

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[narcissithstic]

You're not alone.

[Something about the sentiment feels hollow. Wrong. As though spat out through someone else's mind and not his own - but it's the truth regardless. An empty realization made at Jessica's side while she slept, and one he hates down to the marrow in his bones.]

[adamance]

( She will wake up. )

[It's not comforting in tone. Lexa doesn't do comfort, at least not well. It's an idea that remains difficult for her, grasped by the tips of her fingertips, and never very well.

But she believes in Angel, so she offers the support she can.

Not for his sake, but for Angel's: Lexa knows the guilt that Angel will feel upon awaking.]