[He shoots an apologetic look at Venus but nods; some things are better done in private, he has no idea how this conversation's going to go, doesn't want to get her wrapped up in it just in case.]
I'll call you later, baby. We'll be okay.
[If it's anything she needs to know he'll tell her then. For now he lets himself be pushed back into bed after that, waits until she's gone to answer.
He's not sure what he's seeing right away; it's not something he dealt with directly, had to sort through later. But he's seen the others, before and since. The mind rebels at first, makes it hard to identify.]
What.... What did you do.
[It's not the right question, he knows that. It happened to her, not because of her.]
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I'll call you later, baby. We'll be okay.
[If it's anything she needs to know he'll tell her then. For now he lets himself be pushed back into bed after that, waits until she's gone to answer.
He's not sure what he's seeing right away; it's not something he dealt with directly, had to sort through later. But he's seen the others, before and since. The mind rebels at first, makes it hard to identify.]
What.... What did you do.
[It's not the right question, he knows that. It happened to her, not because of her.]
What happened?