[ As she waits for Husk, there's a horrible surge of anxiety - what if Douman finds him first? What if something happens? At this point she wouldn't put it past the jester to try something, especially since they all remember. But Husk can take care of himself, so she shouldn't worry - he'll be fine.
But that does nothing to soothe her nerves.
Every minute feels like it drags on forever, but she forces herself not to panic or pace. He'll be fine, he'll be fine, he has to be-
- The knock makes her jump, having not noticed the text at first. But a quick glance at her phone reassures her, and she's quick to unlock the door and open it, the sight of her father immediately filling her with relief. He's okay, of course he is, but the worry was there. ]
Hi, I'm... glad you're here.
[ And it's like something just... snaps, the moment the door closes behind him. The fear, worry, panic, anger - it feels like everything just boils over, tears filling her eyes as her breath leaves her in a harsh sob. A hand quickly covering her mouth as if that will hide anything, even as the tears fall heavy from her eyes; shoulders shaking from the force of her cries, tremors working through her.
Lapis had been so desperately trying to hold onto the last, fraying threads of her composure but now it's all splitting apart. Now that one of the people she trusted the moment is here, there's no need to try to hold it all back. ]
[Husk knew a break would come eventually. He's honestly glad to see it happen- Lapis needs it, or the stress will just build and build and will result in her breaking in a worse place than in the safety of her own home. Better now than then. ]
Hey. Stop that.
[His tone is gruff as ever- but he pulls her in for a hug, wrapping his wings around her as he does so, giving her that shelter from the world and all the bullshit it currently contains. That old, familiar comfort that he hopes might ground her. One hand brushes the back of her head, in slow, gentle motions for such huge, clawed things.]
You don't got shit to apologise for. That scrublord fucked with you plenty- and then had the fuckin' call to pretend he was someone else to get close to you again. I'd be more worried if you weren't upset about this. He wanted you to shut your goddamn emotions away, so don't give him the fuckin' satisfaction by feeling guilty for having them now. Fuck him. Feel what you gotta feel, Kiddo. I'm here.
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But that does nothing to soothe her nerves.
Every minute feels like it drags on forever, but she forces herself not to panic or pace. He'll be fine, he'll be fine, he has to be-
- The knock makes her jump, having not noticed the text at first. But a quick glance at her phone reassures her, and she's quick to unlock the door and open it, the sight of her father immediately filling her with relief. He's okay, of course he is, but the worry was there. ]
Hi, I'm... glad you're here.
[ And it's like something just... snaps, the moment the door closes behind him. The fear, worry, panic, anger - it feels like everything just boils over, tears filling her eyes as her breath leaves her in a harsh sob. A hand quickly covering her mouth as if that will hide anything, even as the tears fall heavy from her eyes; shoulders shaking from the force of her cries, tremors working through her.
Lapis had been so desperately trying to hold onto the last, fraying threads of her composure but now it's all splitting apart. Now that one of the people she trusted the moment is here, there's no need to try to hold it all back. ]
I... I'm sorry, I...
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Hey. Stop that.
[His tone is gruff as ever- but he pulls her in for a hug, wrapping his wings around her as he does so, giving her that shelter from the world and all the bullshit it currently contains. That old, familiar comfort that he hopes might ground her. One hand brushes the back of her head, in slow, gentle motions for such huge, clawed things.]
You don't got shit to apologise for. That scrublord fucked with you plenty- and then had the fuckin' call to pretend he was someone else to get close to you again. I'd be more worried if you weren't upset about this. He wanted you to shut your goddamn emotions away, so don't give him the fuckin' satisfaction by feeling guilty for having them now. Fuck him. Feel what you gotta feel, Kiddo. I'm here.