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[shacklebreaker]

"You've reached Simon Blackquill. Leave a message if you are so inclined -- but be brief."

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[psycholawgy]

I can really listen to it any other day?

[ you'll regret this, simon blackquill. ]

[shacklebreaker]

...If it makes you feel better. It's not as though I've anything to hide from you.

[This is a lie.]

[psycholawgy]

[ her head tilts to the side curiously. as tired as she is, she wants to pry a bit. ]

What's wrong? Did I do something again?

[shacklebreaker]

No, you've done nothing. I meant what I said -- my heart is yours to listen to as you please.

[He leans in to carress his hand along her cheek. Even when he's trying to open up to her like this he's still not very good at expressing himself, it seems, but at least physical affection is easier.]

Now will you focus on getting some rest?

[psycholawgy]

But you said— [ it's soft, but she lets out a grumble before just letting it go. and she nods before taking simon's hands, placing it in between both of her own. ]

Sorry. I'll try again.

[shacklebreaker]

[He nods.]

Remember to listen to me if it returns.

[And he falls silent then, not moving an inch, so as not to disturb her.]

[psycholawgy]

[ she lets go of simon's hand and heads back to the other side of the bed to flop on her pillow. the moment she does try going to sleep again, she hears more words about death, but she tries to distract herself by the sound of simon's heart. it's a bit difficult, but she's managing, even though she does cringe every now and then when the song interrupts her thoughts.

eventually, she manages to sleep. it's good that she has, because this is just the beginning of what she'll be hearing the next few days. ]