...Don't worry. I'll take your advice to heart. And if things don't go well, we'll know it's my fault. [ Her tone is a bit gentler just then. Perhaps in the past she would have patted him on the shoulder, but as they are now? She keeps that physical distance. ]
[ Well, she should leave it at that. She finishes the rest of her wine. Hopefully it won't be the last they get to share, but she keeps that thought to herself. ]
[and he'll just stay silent, his thoughts replaying the information he heard from the beginning all the way to the end. it's a lot of stuff. a lot of risks. he takes another swig from his bottle before setting it down on top of the side of the truck bed and stares out to the vast desert around them. they had brought food, but he doesn't have much of an appetite for it. not that he expected to eat, anyway.
he stays like that for a few more moments, and then without looking at her:]
Just wish I could do something more than watch over him.
[he looks at her again.]
So I'm putting it all on you, Naomi.
[no pressure or anything. but it does mean a few things, such as that he's at least trusting her and believing that she'll find something that will help him.]
[ She doesn't really have a response, and her wine glass is empty. She doesn't want anything more, either. It feels a bit silly to have come all the way out here and open a bottle, even if it's all pretense. She feels as if they should be getting back to work and doing something. ]
[on the other side, he personally doesn't mind just hanging out here and avoiding the crap they have to deal with. but that is kind of his nature. avoiding things. not wanting to deal with the bothersome though he'll do it anyway because he has to.]
But also, how can he be joking already at a time like this!! They were just talking about serious things, and not only that, this is a very serious topic! Traffic accidents are ranked up in the top ten causes of death, right after a number of upper respiratory diseases. Well, okay, maybe he doesn't know that and maybe it's different in his world, but to her, this is serious because--
Because. It's not just because she's seen situations like these before; she knows that he can very well handle this amount of alcohol. Yet thinking about it more, the prospect of seeing him drinking and drive and then things go bad is chilling. This is serious to her because he can die. Perhaps not realistically because if something went wrong she'd be able to help, but it's more worrying than she thought she'd ever admit.
So that feeling in tandem with that smirk of his that says he's just play-flirting with her and not taking something potentially deadly as serious-- ugh. Just. Whatever. She's going to move to get out of the truck. ] I don't want you to drink and drive because you can di--
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Heh, sorry.
[he turns away.]
Guess it's been a while since I've had to actually think about these things so it's all just kind of flowing out.
[though what does that say about him, he wonders. knowing all of these nuances on how to trick and manipulate people.]
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[not "hope" they go well. an insistence that it will go well. because it not going well is something he doesn't want to think about.]
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[ Well, she should leave it at that. She finishes the rest of her wine. Hopefully it won't be the last they get to share, but she keeps that thought to herself. ]
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he stays like that for a few more moments, and then without looking at her:]
Are you scared?
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...Yes.
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Good.
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It means you won't do anything too stupid or reckless.
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[burn.]
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[ Looking out into the desert again. ]
That cure will be found, Alvin.
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[a small frustrated sigh.]
Just wish I could do something more than watch over him.
[he looks at her again.]
So I'm putting it all on you, Naomi.
[no pressure or anything. but it does mean a few things, such as that he's at least trusting her and believing that she'll find something that will help him.]
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[ She doesn't really have a response, and her wine glass is empty. She doesn't want anything more, either. It feels a bit silly to have come all the way out here and open a bottle, even if it's all pretense. She feels as if they should be getting back to work and doing something. ]
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[on the other side, he personally doesn't mind just hanging out here and avoiding the crap they have to deal with. but that is kind of his nature. avoiding things. not wanting to deal with the bothersome though he'll do it anyway because he has to.]
But I guess I should start getting you back.
[and standing.]
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.....
... ] No drinking and driving.
[ Might have been about to say something else, but eh. ]
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Considering how we both had drinks, we'd have a problem. But I didn't have that much and I'll be fine.
[one bottle and one glass of wine? psh.]
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[and as if to prove himself, he actually vaults off the side of the truck to land perfectly on the ground.]
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You're really going to be ignoring a doctor's advice? One who has more experience driving than you?
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[he's coming around to her side, arms crossing over the edge to look up at her.]
Now I see what you're playing. You don't actually want to go back.
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But also, how can he be joking already at a time like this!! They were just talking about serious things, and not only that, this is a very serious topic! Traffic accidents are ranked up in the top ten causes of death, right after a number of upper respiratory diseases. Well, okay, maybe he doesn't know that and maybe it's different in his world, but to her, this is serious because--
Because. It's not just because she's seen situations like these before; she knows that he can very well handle this amount of alcohol. Yet thinking about it more, the prospect of seeing him drinking and drive and then things go bad is chilling. This is serious to her because he can die. Perhaps not realistically because if something went wrong she'd be able to help, but it's more worrying than she thought she'd ever admit.
So that feeling in tandem with that smirk of his that says he's just play-flirting with her and not taking something potentially deadly as serious-- ugh. Just. Whatever. She's going to move to get out of the truck. ] I don't want you to drink and drive because you can di--
[ Oops, heels. Falling now. ]
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