[ no that's fine. trust him he has terrible feelings about it too! ]
A long time ago, he filled out some medical paperwork. In that, he opted to be kept alive if anything like this did ever happen. Just in case his brain begins functioning again, and he wakes up.
[ so. ] It's been three years since the accident, with no signs of life, since.
[she is absolutely horrified by this - it doesn't. show, because... she is the way she is. but it very much bothers her, and the way she shifts might suggest it.]
That is... it is worse than death. [she says. she sounds a little ill.] But it may be deserved, if you would rather die than be like him.
It's horrible, isn't it? [ somewhere between life and death. not moving. not breathing on his own. just wasting away in a hospital bed on a thousand machines by the seaside. ] And yet, Fei Chengyu chose to exist that way.
[ too stubborn to just die, when there was nothing left. just in case. a man who had to be in control, to the bitter end. ]
... I don't know if deserved is the right word. But I know that I'd prefer him to be where he is than alive.
[ this is an acceptable compromise. it was just a flash of metaphorical feathers, just a tiny little warning - that was a lot for fei du, someone who is immensely private, and when she backs off, he relaxes again, shoulders rolling backwards as he falls easily back into the relaxed stance he was in before.
when shenhe holds out her hand, too, he'll take it. he places his in hers - long fingers, soft skin - and pull himself up to stand as asked, reaching to absently brush himself off. uppies! ]
[ he does not stop her from this nor does he make her let go of his sleeve - fei du's expression warms up, any of the stress of the moment before just melting away, and he laughs a little. like it never even happened. ]
a moment here. because the truth is that fei du is an incredibly, incredibly picky eater. especially when it comes to the food trucks. actually, when it comes to most things.
... but shenhe ends it with "share them with people i care about" and in a millisecond, he makes his decision with an award winning smile. ]
[ i'm still shaken by this callout 12 hours later. BIXING IS NORMAL!!!! BIXING!!!!!
anyway ]
You. [ herbs and flowers
he breaks into a smile. ] ... Are you a goat? [ no bully!!! but, then, laughs, much warmer and much, much more normal than before. ] I really like sweets, and there's a truck that makes chicken dumplings that I enjoyed. Either of those would be great.
she gives him a flat look when he laughs at her, but - the laugh itself makes her a little less annoyed at him. it's nice to hear him laugh like that.]
I would try those. [she says, tugging him along. and then, a little huffily:] I am not a goat. I'm human.
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A long time ago, he filled out some medical paperwork. In that, he opted to be kept alive if anything like this did ever happen. Just in case his brain begins functioning again, and he wakes up.
[ so. ] It's been three years since the accident, with no signs of life, since.
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That is... it is worse than death. [she says. she sounds a little ill.] But it may be deserved, if you would rather die than be like him.
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It's horrible, isn't it? [ somewhere between life and death. not moving. not breathing on his own. just wasting away in a hospital bed on a thousand machines by the seaside. ] And yet, Fei Chengyu chose to exist that way.
[ too stubborn to just die, when there was nothing left. just in case. a man who had to be in control, to the bitter end. ]
... I don't know if deserved is the right word. But I know that I'd prefer him to be where he is than alive.
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What did he do to you? [just, blunt. there's no reason for her not to ask, in her mind.]
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Shenhe.
[ softly - it's not harsh, but it is a warning. i've had enough. ]
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a pause. and then she stands, holding out a hand.]
Stand up. [it's not unkind. she'll drop it, out of respect for someone who has done what he has for her, but she isn't going anywhere.]
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when shenhe holds out her hand, too, he'll take it. he places his in hers - long fingers, soft skin - and pull himself up to stand as asked, reaching to absently brush himself off. uppies! ]
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she helps him up, gentle. and then takes his sleeve, and starts to walk. come along.]
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Where are we going?
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[a pause.]
... Wolfwood told me that I should try new foods, and share them with people I care about. Be "adventurous."
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a moment here. because the truth is that fei du is an incredibly, incredibly picky eater. especially when it comes to the food trucks. actually, when it comes to most things.
... but shenhe ends it with "share them with people i care about" and in a millisecond, he makes his decision with an award winning smile. ]
Alright. What kind of food do you want to try?
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I don't know yet. Is there anything you like here? [...] I normally only eat herbs and flowers that grow in the mountains.
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anyway ]
You. [ herbs and flowers
he breaks into a smile. ] ... Are you a goat? [ no bully!!! but, then, laughs, much warmer and much, much more normal than before. ] I really like sweets, and there's a truck that makes chicken dumplings that I enjoyed. Either of those would be great.
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she gives him a flat look when he laughs at her, but - the laugh itself makes her a little less annoyed at him. it's nice to hear him laugh like that.]
I would try those. [she says, tugging him along. and then, a little huffily:] I am not a goat. I'm human.