[he's not. he's still in recovery; he'd passed out for a bit when they'd gotten back to the tent, woke up to a groaning stomach. Alex is out getting them something to eat, which he feels guilty about, but she claimed she's still wired from the events of the night, anyway]
[he stares at the two letters, feeling like they're not enough. he knows it's -- it's not Persephone's fault]
it's ok. it's what you are. i'm sorry. i didn't think it'd be that intense for me.
[he didn't think it'd be about anyone else's death. he didn't think of the turning of seasons, or the yawning, freezing darkness of Helheim. he's from the vivid and raucous afterlife of Valhalla, belongs to the brightest, most bountiful family of the gods; why should he have?]
[ By way for reply she sends him a selfie. She is in the back of an extremely tricked out van. Beatiful bodies against purple velvet. Several beautiful bodies and not a lot of clothes. ]
getting some in your scooby doo van doesn't necessarily mean you're ok? also i'm still 17 and dead and awkward i don't think i should have seen a lot of that
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honestly not really
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[he stares at the two letters, feeling like they're not enough. he knows it's -- it's not Persephone's fault]
it's ok. it's what you are. i'm sorry. i didn't think it'd be that intense for me.
[he didn't think it'd be about anyone else's death. he didn't think of the turning of seasons, or the yawning, freezing darkness of Helheim. he's from the vivid and raucous afterlife of Valhalla, belongs to the brightest, most bountiful family of the gods; why should he have?]
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[Whether or not that's OK, well. That's a slightly more sticky topic. ]
Take care. Stay hydrated.
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Doing pretty good, yeah?
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