[Week 2 Afterparty] If only you'd have known me before the accident

[nothingbadeverhappensto]

That. All sure fucking happened. Didn't it?

Almost on autopilot, Leon starts pulling people aside who look like they might have it even slightly together right now and recruiting them to the task of making sure the rest don't just go straight to bed and pass out without eating all day. Anyone who doesn't seem to have it together but wants to lend a hand to stave off the grief and existential dread can help too. He's not picky at this point.

Without Yuri's tea or Otto's cooking things don't exactly turn out the same, but it's. It's something. Between all of them they get a meal together, something that can be easily picked up and squirreled away to the rooms if anyone really doesn't want to be around any of the rest of them right now, but Leon will insist that they have to come get it themselves as he goes around knocking on doors and shepherding people to the dining room. This is a check-in as much as it is dinner.

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[doctopoda]

...that's not a talent of mine.

[Finding a way forward. Not anymore, anyway, not on his own.]

I heard that Yuri... [Tried to frame him?]

[windmilled]

...I can't claim to be good at it, either. But as long as we're alive, we have to keep trying.

[At the mention of Yuri, Luis sighs and runs a hand through his hair, leaning back in his chair.]

She was a scared girl who was grappling with the idea that her act of mercy would cost her her life.

I don't think I would take her actions too personally. It clearly was done out of panic, not planning.

[doctopoda]

No - no, that isn't what I meant.

[He's not angry. He's not even...really hurt? It's just...]

I...never meant to scare her.

[windmilled]

I know. [Luis touches his shoulder.] You're a good man.

[Then, lightly.]

And these- [The actuators] are even kind of cute, once you get used to them.

[doctopoda]

[Otto goes slightly rigid under that touch, though he doesn't pull away.]

....don't say that, Luis.