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Who: Taurus and whoever
Where: Around Taurus
When: Day 11, all day
What: Taurus mingle

*Wolf is out doing whatever it is he does all day, what about you*

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*just gonna sit here possibly in your lap and cuddle forever I guess*

[Just... slowly stops sobbing. And swallows something, with difficulty. Still looking a little sick.]

Ah... there's no reason for you to hear all of that... thank you for... your sympathy, I suppose.

[slowly tries to disengage and stand up. How do I get Wolf off my lap?]

*you don't, he's comfy*

You're pack, even if you're a dick sometimes. Pack takes care of itself, no matter what.

[takes a deep breath, no longer crying, but a little pale]

Pack... I see. Well... that sounds nice.

Thank you, Wolf. I apologize for hitting you earlier, when we first met.

*nods. Will sit here a moment longer to make sure he isn't going to run off or something*

...pack is everything.

*...ignores that other bit, we already dealt with that didn't we, stupid person*

Yes, pack is...everything to me, too. That's why... but if that's the only reason... I'm so despicably selfish.

[slowly tries to stand up again... but what to do with Wolf? Well, for now, pats him gently, hand still shaking a little.]

[did we really deal with anything? now I'm actually apologising]

*shrugs* Stop that. You can't fix it and you can't make it better whining about it now.

*does finally move off of him. ...and yes as far as Wolf is concerned meat was apology*

That's true, I can never fix it. And maybe, I'll have to do more than that. Unless I already did. So I...

[stands up and turns away, trying to smile, or at least stop feeling like crying. No reason to worry other teammates with his own burdens.]

*...okay you're still not okay. gets up and follows, growling a bit*

You can't fix it here at all. It's over. It happened. And now you gotta make sure it doesn't happen again, or here, or whatever, but you can't fix a damn thing by getting all sacrifice-y about it okay?

Sacrifice-y? If only I could sacrifice only myself to save him. But there were more sacrifices needed.

Make sure... yes, but how can I make sure, when I'm stuck here. And did God forsake him, his most radiant son?

*just. Facepalms for a moment*

Stop. Thinking.

I wish I could.

*pauses, thinking, and then grins, walks over, and shoves him hard, before dancing back*

Catch me!

[Bewildered, but...if it makes Wolf happy. Why not?]

[chases after]

*the point is to make you happy, actually, but we'll take what we can get. RUN RUN RUN*

[running after. he's good at running, he remembers how to.]

[even maybe it even helps ease that sick feeling in his whole body, that almost made him vomit before. so, yeah, running isn't bad.]

*well good. If you manage to catch him it'll be wrassling time*

[but I swore to never hit you again... and wrassling is a bit like fighting. So, probably a little passive, here.]

*that's okay it's just play fighting anyway*

[well, alright]

[tackling isn't hitting, is it? half-heartedly tries to tackle him]

*goes down, laughing*

[smiles a little]

*so much laughing and nuzzling at you HE WANTS YOU TO FEEL BETTER*

[pats him. and after a moment, scritches behind ears, with some hesitation]

*mmmm meeeeeeeeeelts*