homophonic: libby

[camena]

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[medeian]

Oh, you mean...

[there's a pause as that sinks in, confusion giving way to dread and mild horror that she's immediately trying to push down.]

Wow. That's, um, a lot. Sorry, not that you did it or anything, I just - yeah.

[camena]

Yeah, no, it's okay. It's kind of a lot.

Do you want... space? [ alex would not blame her for wanting to run away from this effect, honestly ]

[medeian]

Uh - yeah, actually. Does it go away if we move away, or is it like last week where it's just - constant?

[camena]

It's just, like, whoever you're standing near. Like if I leave, I won't feel what you feel anymore.

[medeian]

[immediately taking a few steps back]

Like that...?

[camena]

[ faint amusement, but a little guilt too. ]

I think we'd have to like... Be completely apart.

[medeian]

Oh.

[...]

Can I, uh, text you later?

[camena]

You can text me any time you want.

Want some space for now?

[medeian]

I think that's probably for the best.

[since her emotions have definitely moved into a stronger, buzzing anxiety]

[camena]

No problem.

[ alex gives a little salute and then she wanders off farewell ]