pc catchall with connor (tootsiepop)

[requiemed]

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[tootsiepop]

[Ah.

The loss of contact makes him feel... odd. He doesn't want to say that it hurts. He doesn't want to analyze the possibility having feelings of hurt right now, when he knows for a fact that he can never be anything more than a machine. He can't afford to be anything more than a machine. So he allows his hand to return to his side, avoiding her gaze.]

You would never let me down.

[It's the truth. He spent a week connected to her, after all. He knows that she's a good person, with good intentions. That's more than he can say for himself.]

But you know I can't make any promises.

[requiemed]

You don't know that.

[But to the second point... She nods, blinking a few more times.]

As long as you think about it.

[tootsiepop]

I do, actually.

[He will 1v1 her on this subject. Kind of.

Anyway— He won't respond to the second point. He can't make any promises, after all. He can't say he'll think about something he desperately wants to avoid.]

[requiemed]

[She notices that he doesn't respond in full, of course, but first:]

How?

[It's simple and searching.]

[tootsiepop]

We were connected for a week, weren't we? You're a good person. Statistically speaking, the possibilities of you letting me down... are infinitesimal.

[requiemed]

...Good people can still fail other people.

[She hesitates, but—]

You know what the last thing he ever said was?

I HATE YOU SO MUCH

[tootsiepop]

[...]

Your brother?

you love me, also, cw suicide

[requiemed]

Yeah. He left a note, you know? About a lot of stuff, but...

[...]

The first thing he wrote was that all his hope was pinned on me, and then he did what he did anyways.

britt voice: closes eyes

[tootsiepop]

[Ah.

...]

That doesn't make you a disappointment. [So, so quietly.] I stand by what I said.