Week 2, Saturday, Post-Trial; Lief

[sylfied]

[ What a week. It's a stupidly long week, it feels like, and maybe Fie's dragging a bit as she thinks longingly of crawling into bed-- the same as last week.

But, like last week, something stops her from making a beeline straight there. If she remembers right, Lief's roommate is that loud lady. And that loud lady seemed to have some kind of... fondness? relationship?? with Joshua's roommate.

Hm.

Before she knows it, she's in front of their hut, offering a single knock on the door. ]

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[reidentify]

[For a moment, Lief hopes it's Prussia—but no, she would have no reason to knock, would she? Still, he goes to open the door.

...

He can't say he was expecting this.]

Fie? [a beat] I have not seen Prussia, if you are looking for her.

[sylfied]

... I hardly know her. I came here for you.

[reidentify]

... Me? What for?

[sylfied]

... You didn't look okay.

[reidentify]

I suppose I have not had much sleep lately. [... And he's the sort of person who, when left alone to his own thoughts, tends to spiral into anxiety.] I am concerned about Prussia, as well.

[sylfied]

I think you're only allowed to worry about other people when you take care of yourself first.

[ seriously, Lief? ]

[reidentify]

[He waves a hand.]

Nothing that cannot be solved without some sleep.

[And probably just not. Thinking about anything.

... Which isn't so easy for Lief.]

[sylfied]

... Did I wake you up?

[reidentify]

No, do not worry. I was awake.

[sylfied]

[ ... ]

Then shouldn't you be sleeping if you need it?

[reidentify]

... What about you?

[sylfied]

Obviously I'm awake.

[ Don't change the subject, punk. ]

[reidentify]

[What subject change???]

... Am I keeping you?

[sylfied]

If you were, I wouldn't have bothered coming here at all.

[reidentify]

[Ah.]

Thank you. That is very kind of you.

[He knows how much Fie enjoys her sleep.]

[sylfied]

... [ oh boy. ]

More importantly. What's keeping you up?

[reidentify]

... Thoughts, I suppose.

[sylfied]

...

[ she's just going to stand there until you elaborate, you fool. ]

[reidentify]

[...]

You can guess, I think.

[sylfied]

I could. [ calmly. ] But your thoughts are probably different than mine, so that won't help you if you don't talk about it.

[reidentify]

... Merely over the events of this past day or so. And I am concerned about Prussia as well.

[sylfied]

Right... she's close to Austria, isn't she?

[reidentify]

... Yes, no matter how much she may try to deny it. I imagine she is spending tonight in Austria's hut, or drinking with Jack and Newt...

[sylfied]

And you're sitting here alone, worrying about her.

[reidentify]

... That is one way of putting it.

[sylfied]

... Come on, then.

[ And she's backing up?? ]

[reidentify]

[Uh.]

Pardon?

[sylfied]

If I leave you alone, you'll just drive yourself crazy with your own thoughts. So you can come over.

[reidentify]

To your residence?

[sylfied]

[ A nod, short and succinct-- Fie in a nutshell.

Lief doesn't seem like someone who should be left alone. ]

[reidentify]

[...]

It is kind of you to offer, but I do not wish to impose...

[sylfied]

...

[ You know what? Fie doesn't have the time or patience to let him hem and haw over this, so she's just going to reach for his hand instead and tug. ]

[reidentify]

Fie—?

[He won't fight it, at least, even if he looks surprised.]

[sylfied]

You're taking too long. Come on.

[reidentify]

[...

Well, if she insists. He smiles.]

Thank you, Fie.

[sylfied]

Don't thank me just yet. Salty leaves behind a lot of slobber.

[reidentify]

I... I suppose I will deal with that.