[no one talks about how heavy an absence is. she had taken it for granted that they'd have more time, that before Tayrey left back to the Tradelines, there would be time to learn more about her world, her happiness - to be able to look at the stars the way she does, a little bit. everything that wasn't said piles up and up, and Fever closes her eyes.
in her mind, she writes out a name that she'll have to put to paper when she returns home. things will need to be done for her. this house shut up. someone might try and claim it and-
she can't allow it. not for a while.
Fever doesn't know how long it is before she speaks again, low and brittle.]
...did she tell you how we got out?
[the probe. the mission. the fight for a message from someone, anyone.]
no subject
in her mind, she writes out a name that she'll have to put to paper when she returns home. things will need to be done for her. this house shut up. someone might try and claim it and-
she can't allow it. not for a while.
Fever doesn't know how long it is before she speaks again, low and brittle.]
...did she tell you how we got out?
[the probe. the mission. the fight for a message from someone, anyone.]