Re: In-person: Luke/Wren
[She didn't like what he said, that they couldn't spend the rest of their lives like that. It had worked so far, it had, and she looked worried when he turned to look at her. She caught the yellow, but she didn't know what it meant exactly, not yet. There hadn't been time to learn those things. The world was one bad thing to the next, and they'd kept shuffling around without ever settling.] I miss my house in Key West. [It was strange, maybe, and out of the blue, but her mind wandered down strange paths. she didn't feel like they had a home and, good or bad, that little white house on the water had always been there, always been home. Bad things happened inside, but there was still something about knowing it stood there, and then it didn't anymore, and this felt like that.] You fit where you always fit. Making people safer. [It was tiny and simpler, and it was always so much easier to focus on him, on his problems.] If you don't feel like you're doing that, then find something new where you are doing that.
[He said he was interested, and she shrugged her shoulders a little bit, and her fingers reached to listlessly flip through the pages of the discarded Scarlet Letter.] It lasted longer this time, I think, because we were apart so long. We were good. We were better. [She agreed to that readily, because last year in New York felt idyllic, even with the bad things.] I don't want you to need to remember to tell me things, or to talk to me, I want you to want to. I understand now that I have to do something to make that happen. [She didn't know what, but maybe going away for a day-trip to the place Evie mentioned would help. Maybe stretching the day out to be a few days would help more, and she really didn't think he'd notice much.]