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Wait, wait! I didn't-! What do you mean for weeks? I didn't even- Nothing happened! I thought it was just a few days! It can't have been-...

Where are you!? De Chima? I'm coming over!

What? No! Not De Chima anymore, obviously! Heropa! That's probably easier for you anyway if you just got back, right?

Heropa!? When did you move? Did you always live there? Was this recent??

Whatever, okay, Heropa, I'm coming!

[ The mun probably forgot lbr ]

Omigods, do you even remember where in Heropa I'm even--GAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

[people who can teleport sure are great at JUST APPEARING ON THE BALCONY SHE IS CURRENTLY WALKING OUT ONTO AND SCARING HER HALF TO DEATH.]

AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

[ oh right the mun remembers now. anyway- ]

SORRY!! I didn't know you'd-! Can we please stop screaming!?

You just! Look, I-!! [she makes a few other exasperated sounds, all riled up with static electricity.] Okay, whatever! Warn me a little more next time, okay?! Gods! I'm going to die of a heart attack at this rate-!

I'm sorry! [ He really is. He even looks a little like a kicked puppy.

But he doesn't walk forward and go for the hug like he'd really like to despite the possible threat to his life. Instead, his hands are clasped together in front of him, comm stuck between them, and he looks kinda scared. ]

Cecelia, how long is weeks?

[the lack of hug-offering is off-putting from this end, too, as Cecelia, still discombobulated and full of offense with no clear target, leaves her rather adrift.

while wringing her wrists and shrugging:] Weeks! Many days, I...I, I don't remember how many off-hand? I mean--hang on-- [she huffs, looking around herself before vanishing into her room, returning in no short order with her phone opened up to their conversation history.]

See? The last time you called me before today...

[ Finn steps forward while she's away, standing on the threshold when she returns. He doesn't know what he expected but there isn't much surprise when he sees the gap in dates. And he remembers that conversation. Like it wasn't several weeks ago.

He eventually looks up from the phone to look at her. The silence is so tense, it hurts his chest, and he really really doesn't know what to do right now. ]

Cecelia... I'm so sorry.

[it's not really silence for her: Cecelia's ears are too keen, she can hear the drumming of his anxious heart, the noise of the world around them...but that's just as tense.

she can't keep eye contact for more than a beat, feeling her face heat up anew. at the apology, she huffs, her ear twitching.

in a scoff:] Oh...you...jerk-! Just-!

[she lunges at him for a hug.]

[ And he catches her in that hug, forcing himself to not think about Poe and Archie everyone else who may be worried about him. He's got his arms full of someone he cares right here, and he hugs her tight as if he can make up for it. ]

I'm so sorry. I didn't know.

[she needs a bit of time to really absorb that hug -- a thing she doesn't often let herself do despite being so desperate for its like. and of all the ones she's known here? Finn has the best of hugs. so sue her for indulging a bit!

of course, not for too long; her pride can't let her get away with it. and so she worms out of hold after a couple minutes, hastily wiping at her face and clearing her throat.]

...Yes, well. I suppose it doesn't matter now, does it? You're back. Gods willing for a while. I'll be satisfied with that, thank you very much.

[ He doesn't mean to but even an instinctual smile is still kind of hard to get right. Lots of hurt/good/bad/great feelings going on there. ]

I'll do my best to stick around.

[as if that's his call. she nods slightly, blinking back the sting of fresh tears; enough blubbering, that's not what's needed right now.

she sighs, moving to sit on the swing-seat set up beside the door, patting the cushion next to her.]

Come on, then. I suppose you're going to be wanting to sort things out, since you've just discovered you missed a heapload of time. You may as well do it here and while chaperoned, lest you try to leap off the balcony in dramatic fashion.

[ He chuckles breathlessly but... she's probably not totally wrong. He could make some sort of teleporting joke about that, but he doesn't.

Instead, Finn sits down and sighs. ]

Thank you. I, uh... need some time, I think. I should call some people, but-

[ oof ]

Call them, then. [said plainly, her attention on the small stack of books on the floor beside her spot on the chair, picking one up. she hesitates before opening, as if the thought just occurred to her:] Unless you'd rather do that privately. Other friends, stuff you'd rather not have me around to hear. I can go into my room, in that case.

It's soundproofed.

No, no, no- [ His hand reaches over to grab hers. ] No, I mean, not unless you want to. I'm glad you're here, Cecelia.

[ And he's got the big doe eyes to prove it... until he blinks. ]

Why is your bedroom soundproofed?

Wait, no, I'm sorry, don't answer that.

[she bristles a little at being grabbed so suddenly, but doesn't yank herself free. her ear just twitches as she eases out of that kneejerk tension, her head tilting slightly as she peers at him.

her expression flattens a little, an eyebrow quirking. what is he trying to get at?]

...Electric currents. I can hear them buzzing all the time. Darin made it so I don't have to hear them in my room...so I can get some rest. That's all.

[she squints. what did you THINK her room was soundproofed for, Finn.]

Oh! [ At least he let go of her hand without making that weird, too. ]

Oh, the electricity. That's- You can hear that? Yeah, it must be annoying. That was a good idea.

[ He doesn't know whether to be embarrassed, surprised, or interested. ]

Sorry, it's-... Long day.

Yes. Yes, it is.

[but that doesn't really tell her what she needs to do.]

So do you...want me to leave you alone with your phone or-?

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