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[bonetiddies]

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week 0; saturday

[bonetiddies]

[Sometime in the afternoon on Saturday, Harrow can be found in the kitchen, writing something in a notebook and eating a bowl of porridge. Sad.]

[toyska]

[THE WAY I LOST MY SHIT AT THIS. HARROW PLEASE? ARE YOU OKAY?

He'll make sure to make noise as he gets closer, so as not to startle her. If she looks up, he'll wave. Boy do they look different in their more regular outfits.]

Care for some company?

[bonetiddies]

No, I don't mind. Sit.

[She'll make room for him to sit next to her and her nasty porridge? Also, her millions of bones that it turns out she wears as accessories?]

[toyska]

[HARROW YOUR BONE-CESSORIES... it's okay, Childe's got a stupid little mask in his hair, who is he to judge.

...That porridge, on the other hand...]

Did you make that?

week 1; saturday

[bonetiddies]

[Okay, so she'll run into him in the hallway, on the way from doing other things. How're you doing, bud.]

[toyska]

[HELLO IN THE HALLWAY... he's fine, but more importantly, how is Harrow? He'll lift a hand to catch her attention, moving over to speak with her.]

You worked hard today. Are you doing alright?

[bonetiddies]

Did I?

[She doesn't really feel like she worked that hard.]

I'm fine. I wish we'd caught him, but it's a less terrible result than it could have been.

[toyska]

I'd say so, yes. Especially after the other day.

[That she was willing to go looking for answers despite the ordeal she'd been through so recently speaks a lot to her character, honestly. But then, he supposes no one too soft would've agreed to come here in the first place.

She's right about that, though. He shakes his head.]

We can only hope that whoever's against him is prepared.

week 5; saturday

[bonetiddies]

[Well. She'll come see him in his stupid prison.]

. . . So. Now, are you willing to explain?

[toyska]

[He seems fine sitting in jail, because he is Childe and a shithead. He smiles at her in greeting from where he's sitting cross-legged on the ground.]

Hello, Miss Harrow. [As polite as ever! He wasn't lying about admiring her.] My reasons, you mean? I can, if you'd like. But you won't be pleased to hear it.

[bonetiddies]

[She somehow manages to take his admiration as an insult, so she doesn't look very happy about it.]

I didn't ask because I was hoping for a fairy story.

[toyska]

[Good for her. I adore her.]

In that case, I'll be clear. I am not here for any of you. [Harsh, but true.] This place was not at all what I expected when I agreed to come here, which is a shame--but ultimately, my loyalties are to those waiting for my return. As Misa said, killing is the indulgence worth the most, and so I made my choice.

w5; sunday

[bonetiddies]

[Whenever he's alive enough out of the pod to talk, she's coming to talk to him.]

[toyska]

[Well, there's nothing really stopping him from healing up all the way once he's in there--so after a few hours, he's back out, and more alive than before! All his pieces are together, though he does keep shifting uncomfortably where he's lying on one of the beds. Unlike yesterday, the exhaustion is clear on his face, though he sits up to greet her when she arrives.]

Back so soon?

[bonetiddies]

I could say the same about you.

[She will have a seat in the medbay, then.]

I'm willing to talk about Gu Yun, now. So maybe we can have a longer conversation.

[toyska]

[He huffs out a laugh, at that, running a hand through his hair. Truly, who allowed this.]

What else is there to discuss?

w5; monday night? tuesday morning?

[bonetiddies]

[At some point after the meeting - probably not that long after? She will come see Childe in jail.]

I don't know what you like to eat. I thought I ought to bring you something, as it might be an indulgence to watch you decide whether you thought I meant to poison you.

[toyska]

[Jail is on Pride's floor and he got calmly escorted here by Gojou and Gu Yun, so he's just vibing, apparently fine with this whole situation.

Her words make him laugh--she'll get to feel amusement and genuine fondness, then more amusement because he's pretty sure that will disgust her and it's funny. Awful. Bad man.]

I'm not very picky, but I do tend to prefer my meals unpoisoned, yes.

[bonetiddies]

[His amusement doesn't disgust her more than the general basic vibes of disgust she has towards him. Which, again, less outrage, and more that she finds him gross. His fondness does annoy her a little, though - she feels that it is condescending.]

Maybe we'll find out later. But no, for now, I am quite sincere in wanting to discuss topics of mutual interest.

w7, thursday

[toyska]

[Once everything's a bit more settled, he will come find her!]

Do you have a little time? I'd like to go over our situation.

[Just picking up where they left off, apparently, as if he never actually died...]

[bonetiddies]

[Ew. Go back to jail. Anyway, she's at the library?]

. . . Of course. Though I'm afraid little progress was made today; the Avatars told us not to risk any more exploring.

[toyska]

[STOP HE STAYED IN THERE LIKE A GOOD BOY FOR A WHOLE WEEK. Except for Wednesday.]

Yes, I heard most of them were involved in getting us out of there. This isn't quite what we had in mind when we convinced them to help, not that I'm complaining.

[Unless somebody else knew about Project Jailbreak beforehand, but if they did, he hasn't heard about it.]

It's probably for the best, anyway. If the creature we saw on our way out was really our unwanted friend, then it's definitely not happy with us.

[It could've been an illusion...? He's not sure, honestly.]

w7, saturday

[toyska]

[Hi hello it's her favorite awful bug. He is coming to find her, actually, as long as she doesn't look too obviously like she wants to be left alone.]

Miss Harrow?

[bonetiddies]

[Well, she doesn't super look like she wants to hang out. But she's in the kitchen or something, and she doesn't mind talking to him.]

Yes?

[toyska]

[Ah, good. He smiles at her, hands in his pockets.]

I won't keep you long. I just wanted to thank you for your efforts.