[and into the kitchen they go!! despite missing a leg, Akira uses the countertops to maneuver his way around the kitchen so he can fetch coffee supplies]
[he watches Nick out of the corners of his vision the entire time]
[ assume phoenix found him a crutch of sorts..... he fetches coffee supplies for akira to try to ease the burden and pulls up a chair for akira to sit in, but he's not talking at all. just. quiet. going through the motions ]
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w6, friday
[he watches Nick out of the corners of his vision the entire time]
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. . . Nick?
[gently calling out his name, trying to get his attention. to get him to a state where he can talk]
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[ he answers right away, at least. ]
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[penny for ur thoughts, dad. even though he absolutely already knows]
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[ he idly toys with the necklace.... ]
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We don't.
. . . and it doesn't make sense. I thought-- [a pause] I thought they couldn't die.
Or at the very least. . . they were extremely difficult to kill.
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The house itself.... might have been fighting with them.
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[his hand curls a little more tightly around a mug he grabbed from the cabinet, knuckles white]
. . . they put themselves in a lot of danger for us.
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[ and died for it! ha ha! ]
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[reaches out to place a hand on Nick's shoulder. he looks. . . conflicted for a moment, before he says a simple]
I'm sorry.
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I thought you finished with all your apologies before. What are you sorry for?
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Because it hurts. Doesn't it?
[lord knows for Akira it hurts. he just. . . wish he knew what to say]