[no. she's not going to get into it. Not even going to talk about how difficult it was to do all those things and care for Coco. How she had to call in her bothers for help because she wasn't strong enough to do it on her own. He couldn't help that he'd died and even if he should have never left-- He couldn't be entirely blamed for that either.
She had always known he would never be reliable. She had deluded herself otherwise and you can't be angry at a dog for barking. She shakes her head]
I'm fine. [the awkwardness reminds her not to get comfortable here. She can't afford to, not even for a moment.]
I'll have a shot if you don't mind.
[she needs it. At his gratitude she waves a hand]
No te preocupes. You had to know. Have to know. Eventually you'll meet them. It might take a little for them to warm up to you but you'll charm them as you do everyone and they'll be more than happy to have music back in their lives.
[she sighs, looking at nothing in particular, mostly to avoid looking at him and the miserable state he's in. Or the miserable face he has right now or the apologetic one or just something she doesn't want to see for the benefit of the both of them.]
I don't think that it ever really left them. Music. Not until-- Well-- [she smiles, faintly, without happiness] --Coco was always the one to change our world.
[and at a price. and at a price she shouldn't've had to pay. But there is no undoing what has been done. No way to go but forward and repair it as best she could, taking on the consequences of her actions. And, if nothing else, she was able to endure anything]
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Date: 2019-01-05 10:07 am (UTC)[no. she's not going to get into it. Not even going to talk about how difficult it was to do all those things and care for Coco. How she had to call in her bothers for help because she wasn't strong enough to do it on her own. He couldn't help that he'd died and even if he should have never left-- He couldn't be entirely blamed for that either.
She had always known he would never be reliable. She had deluded herself otherwise and you can't be angry at a dog for barking. She shakes her head]
I'm fine. [the awkwardness reminds her not to get comfortable here. She can't afford to, not even for a moment.]
I'll have a shot if you don't mind.
[she needs it. At his gratitude she waves a hand]
No te preocupes. You had to know. Have to know. Eventually you'll meet them. It might take a little for them to warm up to you but you'll charm them as you do everyone and they'll be more than happy to have music back in their lives.
[she sighs, looking at nothing in particular, mostly to avoid looking at him and the miserable state he's in. Or the miserable face he has right now or the apologetic one or just something she doesn't want to see for the benefit of the both of them.]
I don't think that it ever really left them. Music. Not until-- Well-- [she smiles, faintly, without happiness] --Coco was always the one to change our world.
[and at a price. and at a price she shouldn't've had to pay. But there is no undoing what has been done. No way to go but forward and repair it as best she could, taking on the consequences of her actions. And, if nothing else, she was able to endure anything]