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How you feel is how you feel, though. There isn't really anything logical about feelings.

[she doesn't know what to say to that, so she just. steals bacon off their plate and shoves it in her mouth.]

[honestly that's fair and valid. vulpecula looks a little startled by the bacon thievery, and is about to say something else, when -

there's another shower of stardust! i was holding off on this because i didn't want to just change the subject but since lup is resorting to stealing it's time for a distraction.

You wake up.

It's another day in this place, and you - you're tired, but you know you can't just stay in bed all day, so you resolve to get up. It takes you a moment, because the pillows and blankets are really more comfortable than they have any right to be.

You sit up, swing your legs over the side of the bed, and stand -

"AUGH!"

And fall, because it isn't legs, plural, anymore. It's leg. One leg. You're missing one of your legs, and you really don't have anyone to blame for it but yourself. ...yourself, and the hateful situation you went through, that wretched creature that got ahold of you, but -

No. It's your own fault. Your actions led to that particular outcome, and you shouldn't blame others for it.

One must take responsibility for the things they do, after all.

Gritting your teeth, you use your arms to push yourself back up into a sitting position, then hold onto your bed to keep your balance as you get up on one leg. You have the feeling you'll get scolded if you get caught hopping around, so you'll have to figure out something to use as a crutch. But you'll figure it out. You've always been more resourceful than most people give you credit for, you remind yourself.

Even your brother would be astounded - and you hope, a little impressed? - if he saw what you had accomplished without him.

...one step at a time. This missing leg won't keep you down for long.

You won't let it.

...vulpecula shovels some eggs into their mouth under their veil.]

[I HATE GASLIGHTING ROUND THREE FREE ME FROM THIS TORMENT

there's a long pause, like. very long, and then:]

Anyway! [technically gemini's thread comes after this but nebulously she's already been betrayed by assumptions like FOUR TIMES IN THIS GAME ALONE so she just does not. want to get her hopes up.]

Glad you have two legs. Moving on.

...moving on!

[they eat more eggs! they polish off this mimosa!]

This breakfast is really good, Lup! Ahahaha...

[anyway. a long pause, and then lup just lays flat out on the grass.]

Memory share week was a mistake.

...

[lup is so valid.]

Was it this bad for you at the station...?

[kicks foot in the air]

No, because I could take my hood off whenever I wanted! I just didn't! So I didn't have to pretend to maybe know or not know someone! I could just show people my face if they saw me in a memory as long as they promised to tell me I'm pretty!

...

[pats her shoulder]

...unfortunately I can't take off my veil, but for what it's worth, I think you're very pretty.

Thanks. I know.

[a long pause.] I'm - going to keep not assuming after I say this, because I already made a big old ass of myself with Orion once. And I guess, uh, I guess it applies regardless, but.

But I'm sorry that you ended up here.

I'm sorry that you did, too.

[seriously can lup please just have nice things? please? WHY DOES SHE GET PUT IN MURDER SO OFTEN? weeps.]

[no she cannot as long as i live]

Hah. [lowers her leg back to the grass, and sighs.] Yeah. I'm really tired.

...

[they magic up a pillow from shadows and offer it to her?]

[she laughs, and takes it.]

Think I can nap away the existential crisis?

I'd say there are worse things to try!

It'd probably be rude to just sleep right in the middle of a visit with you -- uh, Vulpecula.

[whispers fuck to herself]

[they shrug.]

I wouldn't be offended. Maybe I could also use a nap, hm?

[... holds out grabby hands from where she's flopped out in the grass???]

[flops down next to her!]

Yay.

[she shifts to allow them to have some of this pillow.]

[naptime!]

...the grass out here is a little more comfortable to lie down on than I thought it'd be.

Is it? [o:] I'm not usually a fan of, uh, sleeping outside ever. But it's not too bad.

I don't usually do it, either! And nothing beats a comfortable bed. But it's pretty nice every once in a while.

[a little nod...]

As long as I still have a bed to go back to. [she absently picks at the grass.]

Right. It's nice as a novelty, but not so nice if you're having to do it every day.

[they stare up at the perpetual-twilight sky.]

...I wish it looked like it was daytime here, sometimes. Looking for shapes in the clouds is a relaxing way to pass the time.

[aren't you supposed to be napping. why are you talking. shut up, vulpecula.]

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