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[nowherewolf]

James Tucker

"Hey. Leave a message or just text me like a normal person. Later."

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[evocation]

I guess so.

[Tucker likely has no idea what Kyna wants to hear because Kyna has no idea what would even make her feel better.]

Can we like... sit down or something? Just for a second.

[nowherewolf]

[Yeah, but knowing what people don't realize themselves is supposed to be what he's good at. And he's failing pretty hard at it right now. Ugh.]

Yeah, sure.

[They can sit down longer than a second, but that goes without saying. Tucker kind of puts a hand on her shoulder to guide her into the living room proper so they can sit on the couch.]

[evocation]

[Kyna allows herself to be led and then sits, wedging herself against the back of the couch.]

Dying really sucked. Don't do it.

[nowherewolf]

[Tucker plops down next to her, kind of close. For support, he guesses. He wraps an arm around the back of the couch, so he can put his hand on her shoulder again.]

I don't plan on it.

[That feels lame. Try again.]

Do you... want to talk about what happened? Or would you rather just chill?

[He tries to make it sound like he's fine with either.]

[evocation]

[Unsurprisingly, Kyna closes the last of the gap between them to rest her head on his shoulder. She doesn't really want to talk about it, but...]

I don't know. There were a bunch of Null, and Lup was there, and then Wash...

[Kyna tenses. Shit. Wash.]

Something was wrong with him. Have you seen him?

[nowherewolf]

[Tucker frowns, thinking.]

I don't think so? Shit's been pretty crazy though. I feel like I've seen someone in armor when I was sneaking around, but I can't say for sure which one of those two it was. Anything that's not a Null or trying to kill me directly, I usually give a pass.

What was wrong with him?