Marcoh isn't, he's probably just like. Sat behind a building, hands in his hair, going through it. He's been having a Low Sanity Event (Jan Voice: Lowe Sanity Event) all week-long and it's, uh, reaching it's peak. Or valley, whatever. ]
Eventually, while passing through she does come upon Marcoh sitting there, looking absolutely fantastic; worriedly, Koharu takes it upon herself to settle beside him. ]
... I don't have to stick around if you don't want company, though.
[ The response comes quick when he realises who's coming before she can even really sit down. He gets on a knee in practically a scramble, posture like a defensive animal, warding her off before she can even get that close. ]
[ It hurts to hear him say that, genuinely; Marcoh has always seemed like such a pillar of strength to someone like Koharu that she didn't think she would ever see him crack like this. And yet, she has to remember what she's been told again and again—it doesn't matter how resilient one may seem, it's hard on everyone. That no matter how effortlessly one may appear to take it, no one ever really knows how to navigate these scenarios.
Marcoh wouldn't be any different. Koharu knows how much he cares. ]
If you need anything, would you like me to get it for you?
[ He will, although whether he'll use it may be another matter, but it's truly not Koharu's fault. She's too young to be forced to deal with another person's problems on top of her extant suffering. Spiritually, beaten and broken like a mourning dove. Guilt chokes him a little bit. ]
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Marcoh isn't, he's probably just like. Sat behind a building, hands in his hair, going through it. He's been having a Low Sanity Event (Jan Voice: Lowe Sanity Event) all week-long and it's, uh, reaching it's peak. Or valley, whatever. ]
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Eventually, while passing through she does come upon Marcoh sitting there, looking absolutely fantastic; worriedly, Koharu takes it upon herself to settle beside him. ]
... I don't have to stick around if you don't want company, though.
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[ The response comes quick when he realises who's coming before she can even really sit down. He gets on a knee in practically a scramble, posture like a defensive animal, warding her off before she can even get that close. ]
Keep your space.
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[ That gets her to start, freezing. ]
I- is something wrong...?
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[ Guilt seeps in through the cracks, getting wider all the time. ]
I don't feel too good. I want to be here. For a bit.
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[ It hurts to hear him say that, genuinely; Marcoh has always seemed like such a pillar of strength to someone like Koharu that she didn't think she would ever see him crack like this. And yet, she has to remember what she's been told again and again—it doesn't matter how resilient one may seem, it's hard on everyone. That no matter how effortlessly one may appear to take it, no one ever really knows how to navigate these scenarios.
Marcoh wouldn't be any different. Koharu knows how much he cares. ]
If you need anything, would you like me to get it for you?
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No.
[ What does he even need? He's not sure. ]
Yoji might.
[ A silent ask, go find him instead. He could probably use her company and it'd be better for Koharu in turn besides. ]
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Okay.
[ Koharu looks him over, though, then hesitates; whatever is on her mind, it goes unsaid. ]
But if you do, just know you can ask me. I don't mind—really.
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[ He will, although whether he'll use it may be another matter, but it's truly not Koharu's fault. She's too young to be forced to deal with another person's problems on top of her extant suffering. Spiritually, beaten and broken like a mourning dove. Guilt chokes him a little bit. ]
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I'll see you later. Take care of yourself, Marcoh.
[ Presumably we'll have another pc later and also lmao in cyoa, so we can tie this one up as Koharu turns to go. ]