( she's crying. they're not close and prax doesn't reach out to touch her, to hug her, but he does gesture toward the bed, even though it's unmade. if she sits, he'll sit down next to her, closer than he usually might. trying to be a comfort that way. his brain is still a little muddled, but he's nodding as she speaks, as he puts two and two together. )
I saw.
( their engineer. huh. that explains why ashford had seemed so familiar with naomi's name. )
I don't know if that's what happens. I know you tell them and they're angry. Especially Amos. I think they're - feeling betrayed. But I don't know if they'd kick you off.
( he has no idea. but after a moment, he does reach out after all to put a hand on her shoulder. )
[ She doesn't sit on the edge of the bed so much as collapse conveniently in the right spot, her knees buckling. It doesn't matter that it's unmade -- all the easier to fist her hands in the sheets as Prax comes over to sit beside her.
He's less fatalistic, but the words are unconvincing. Maybe he's right, and they didn't specifically kick her off, but she can't see herself leaving them unless it was still bad. Irreparable. The hand on her shoulder is more comfort than she expected to get, and she does her best to compose herself and look at Prax instead of staring at the floor. To steady her voice as she speaks again. ]
I'm sorry you've had to keep this too. I'm telling them, but I hope it doesn't come back at you at all.
[ he can't really assess the situation. he doesn't know whether she'd leave of her own accord. he could imagine it, but he isn't in her head. he can't really tell. ]
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I saw.
( their engineer. huh. that explains why ashford had seemed so familiar with naomi's name. )
I don't know if that's what happens. I know you tell them and they're angry. Especially Amos. I think they're - feeling betrayed. But I don't know if they'd kick you off.
( he has no idea. but after a moment, he does reach out after all to put a hand on her shoulder. )
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He's less fatalistic, but the words are unconvincing. Maybe he's right, and they didn't specifically kick her off, but she can't see herself leaving them unless it was still bad. Irreparable. The hand on her shoulder is more comfort than she expected to get, and she does her best to compose herself and look at Prax instead of staring at the floor. To steady her voice as she speaks again. ]
I'm sorry you've had to keep this too. I'm telling them, but I hope it doesn't come back at you at all.
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It was my choice not to say anything.