Re: Audrey/Hannah: Tea
Blue eyes blinked confusion, and she let Audrey cup fingers around fingers. "I'm okay, Audrey. It's not bad. I'm okay," she assured, having seen the corners of Audrey's mouth quiver, and today was a day for consoling others, and so many days were like this. "I know you don't mean that you want me to be like you. I was just explaining that I'm not, and that you can't understand, and it's good that you can't. But it means I'll do things you won't understand, and that's okay, and I just don't want you to worry when I do," she explained, squeezing Audrey's fingers reassuringly.
She rubbed her temple then, and she took another sip, and it was always hard to be clear and see past the fog of clouds within her mind, to make herself understood. She was never really lost, never really not-there, but she knew that people needed to hear things in the way that they understood, and that way was calm and clear and clarity came at a price.
Audrey's thumb brushed back and forth and back again. "I think being there for each other is always good, and sometimes I have Si, and my other siblings and I, we're really complicated. I'm glad you're here, and I want to help when I'm here. Just sometimes I won't be. Sometimes, for both of us, I need to not be here." She hadn't seen the bent-neck lady here, but she might. She knew now that time worked in ways that weren't lines and lines, and she probably would see her, but that wasn't the kind of bad that would make her go. But other things, other things might drag her away, and she wanted Audrey prepared for that.
She took another sip of her tea, hand pulled back now. "Ask the first one." A question, the first question.