[How can her bloodpusher tremble like it trembles for him? Maybe it's never really stopped, not since she called him half-the-time-cool, not since the first shoosh. Or before it. There's always been a membrane or a muscle in there beating and moving for Sollux Captor; it's just grown with time. It grows more every day, and it's an ugly thing.
It hurts. It hurts like losing Vriska to her own two hands hurt. Hurts like missing Vriska hurt. Hurts like seeing her ghost again hurt.
Maybe she's an emotional masochist and that's why. Or maybe she just loves him, screw explanations, and that means staying with him through thick and thin. She's already let him go once, and look where it got him. She won't do that again. He'd blow himself off the planet without even a second thought spent towards the lack of logic to it.
She keeps her hand there, against all odds and fizzles at her fingertips, and her whispers don't echo in their recuperacoon.]
Do I ever register as anything else but discrepancy?
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It hurts. It hurts like losing Vriska to her own two hands hurt. Hurts like missing Vriska hurt. Hurts like seeing her ghost again hurt.
Maybe she's an emotional masochist and that's why. Or maybe she just loves him, screw explanations, and that means staying with him through thick and thin. She's already let him go once, and look where it got him. She won't do that again. He'd blow himself off the planet without even a second thought spent towards the lack of logic to it.
She keeps her hand there, against all odds and fizzles at her fingertips, and her whispers don't echo in their recuperacoon.]
Do I ever register as anything else but discrepancy?