voidshift | [superhell pcs] w3 curfew

[i really do need to go make food but gideon is here and she's got harrowhark in a blanket burrito, and she's refusing to let harrow move. do you guys know that siz joked about us staying at the hospital for curfew. fun fact.

anyway, harrow can probably wiggle away from her so i'm not godmoding entirely but gideon is big and angry and bristling.]

[holds up an empty mug from over by the coffee machines, head slightly tilted as he nods toward the coffee setup--]

Need anything?

[he is not asking when it comes to harrow, he assumes she could use something warm, but if gideon's staying close maybe she could too. he's not gonna make her get up and get it herself.]

No.

[her voice is curt, clipped, but.

she gets he's trying to help, so.]

... It's fine. Thanks. I don't need anything.

Mm. If you change your mind, just let me know.

[he's not going to push anything at her, though, just giving her a nod.]

[she nods back, because at the very bare minimum she can be that nice. poor rynlan is doing his best.]

Hey, Gideon, um...will she be alright?

[Rough times for Harrow. He asks that whispering]

I know you will ensure it, but...do you two need anything?

[...his eyes go to Harrow for a moment]

Don't tell her I asked, I kinda doubt she'd appreciate open concern...

[No wonder he's whispering]

She'll be fine, or else.

[gideon says, in a clipped tone.] I don't need anything. She's got what she needs.

Alright. You got this.

[Filbo nods, stepping away to at least talk in his usual voice]

You probably should at least drink something before, you know, we're knocked out. It's gonna do you some good...

[Possibly. It's a coffee shop, so there's just coffee-related stuff, but still]

Isn't this stuff supposed to keep you awake? [squints...]

In theory, yes!

[If only it worked for magical hell sleep...]

But also having something warm in you is supposed to be good, too...

[...]

...I think!

[She is going to bring Gideon over a drink too!]

Here. So you can stay up and keep an eye on her.

[They're all going to pass out at 12 regardless, but it's fine.]

[for a second she almost hesitates. and then she takes the drink and holds it.

absolutely nobody can be nice to her right now or she'll lose it, thanks]

Mmf.

[At least if she holds it her hands will feel warm?

And Tuuri can tell that comforting words might not be the best here, but she can at least be nice to try to help Gideon feel better.]

If you don't like hot drinks let me know, I bet there's cold stuff around here too.

[she just like, puts the drink up close to her face and steals the warmth. harrow is cold and it's making her cold.]

I've had enough cold for one night, I think.

That's fine! You're doing the important work here, so we can keep bringing the warm drinks.

[ruffles her hair lightly as he paces by on one of his neverending circuits around the coffee shop interior]

[no!!! not affection!!! her expression wobbles just once.

the next time he comes around she yanks on the bit of the bottom of his coat she can reach]

[we'll pretend this is when he's still wearing it before he dumps it on harrow to help her keep warm]

Something to drink, Nav?

[this is an open invitation for her to tell her whatever she wants, and luckily they've spent enough time together that she probably speaks fairly fluent Thancred by now, so]

[oops, timelines. but she just huffs:]

Not unless there's sugar hiding somewhere. Coffee tastes like ass. [...] Sit down, you're making my skin itch.

...Wait a minute. I've an idea.

[Things he's seen at the coffee bar: hot milk, chocolate drizzle, whipped cream, sugar. The beverage he soon returns with is a kind of janky hot cocoa that's probably a little oversweet, but hey, he also made it himself.

And passes it over to her as he sits down.]

There. Rot your teeth as you like.

[this is very sweet. both like, emotionally but also in the teeth rotting way.

gideon doesn't seem to mind? in fact, she will drink this and probably finish it, because unlike harrowhark she wishes to be flavor blasted like a medieval peasant.]

Passable. [she says, with another drink. she reaches to adjust harrow's coat and blanket pile, and when she resettles, if he's sitting next to her she'll press their shoulders together.]

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[ Zagreus sets Cerberus on her shoulder. He is a pomeranian, but he perches there like he was made for this. ]

[oh DOG

this actually does make her laugh a little, despite everything. she will shift to allow for cerberus to perch magnificently.]

[ Mighty Cerberus perches with grace and finesse, though one head licks her cheek since she's so close to him. ]

Look at our two guards.

[Kitty is now trying to climb Zagreus to pounce on Cerberus.

Careful, kitten claws are sharp. All that exposed skin might get clawed up.]