...I think it will. She's dangerous, but not a liar.
[He doesn't fool himself into thinking Palamedes will trust his assessment or agree with his actions, but Natsuno still feels comfortable enough to voice his thoughts. Pal knows how to listen and acknowledge all sides of an argument.]
I don't want to see other people get hurt because of MY problems.
She may not be a liar, but she doesn’t strike to me as very dependable, either. She could always change her mind.
[But that isn’t the point, really. Natsuno will face other dangers, and not just from Jinx—they all will. And he won’t survive this place if he chooses to go at it alone.
Yet again, Pal finds himself thinking of Harrow, who refused to confide even in her own cavalier. He smiles in a sad sort of way. They had worn her down just a little by the end, hadn’t they?]
Too bad, Yuuki. That’s what friends are for. [He sounds almost cheerful.] Your problems are our problems now, whether you like it or not. Might as well get used to it.
[Things Natsuno Yuuki and Harrowhark Nonagesimus have in common: sad eyes, acerbic personality and a tendency to go from "don't speak to me" to "I will destroy everything I am for you because I love you" in an alarmingly short while.]
You know, you’re not the first person to tell me that.
[Palamedes thinks he has made his point well enough. His anger still simmers, but most of it has turned to something more like fond frustration. Natsuno acted like an idiot, but he has miraculously returned to them, hopefully having learned a lesson.
If Pal hasn’t been able to convince him that what he did was wrong, hopefully some combination of Jade, Clarke, Rita, and Mikzuki can browbeat him into promising not to try something like that again.]
You should get in touch with everyone else. People have been worried.
[There's the guilt again. All the anger at Pal leaves him like air out of a deflated balloon.
The others are going to hit him so hard, and that will be the least painful thing.]
...yeah.
[Natsuno stands up. All he wants is to crawl into one of the lifeboats and hide for a week, but he needs to face the music. Which will be composed of screams.]
[yeah, it's going to be really, really bad. Pal feels a little bit sorry for Natusno, honestly, but not so sorry to offer to help. Natsuno is right: he needs to face the music.]
I know. And I appreciate that. Be sure to tell the others as much--they deserve to hear it even more than I do.
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[He doesn't fool himself into thinking Palamedes will trust his assessment or agree with his actions, but Natsuno still feels comfortable enough to voice his thoughts. Pal knows how to listen and acknowledge all sides of an argument.]
I don't want to see other people get hurt because of MY problems.
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[But that isn’t the point, really. Natsuno will face other dangers, and not just from Jinx—they all will. And he won’t survive this place if he chooses to go at it alone.
Yet again, Pal finds himself thinking of Harrow, who refused to confide even in her own cavalier. He smiles in a sad sort of way. They had worn her down just a little by the end, hadn’t they?]
Too bad, Yuuki. That’s what friends are for. [He sounds almost cheerful.] Your problems are our problems now, whether you like it or not. Might as well get used to it.
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...yeah. You don't know when to quit.
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[Palamedes thinks he has made his point well enough. His anger still simmers, but most of it has turned to something more like fond frustration. Natsuno acted like an idiot, but he has miraculously returned to them, hopefully having learned a lesson.
If Pal hasn’t been able to convince him that what he did was wrong, hopefully some combination of Jade, Clarke, Rita, and Mikzuki can browbeat him into promising not to try something like that again.]
You should get in touch with everyone else. People have been worried.
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The others are going to hit him so hard, and that will be the least painful thing.]
...yeah.
[Natsuno stands up. All he wants is to crawl into one of the lifeboats and hide for a week, but he needs to face the music. Which will be composed of screams.]
For what it's worth, I'm sorry.
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I know. And I appreciate that. Be sure to tell the others as much--they deserve to hear it even more than I do.
[A pause]
Good luck.