And then he has to go be weird again

[killedwithlove]

Who: Cole + Anyone willing to come find him on the Pathstone
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Cole's bunk on the Pathstone
When: Now ish?

[Usually, Cole manages a fairly good impression of amicably odd. And, normally, he's a fairly stable person, at the least he's out and about and piloting and generally sticking his nose into people's hurts to help them.

But he's retreated into his heretofore unused bunk for the last day or so. He talks to himself a lot in a whisper and worse, he seems to have wrangled up paint from somewhere, because on the floor outside his bunk, there's painted writing.]

A gold sonnet

[The handwriting is sharp and rushed and unpracticed.]

Comments

[killedwithlove]

[She will. Everyone forgets him, eventually, if not because of his innate ability, because time will soften the memory and another Cole, Jove's Cole, will be the one she knows.

But he hugs her anyway, firmly. Leans his chin on her head.]

I won't forget you, either.

[princessia]

[ Elize doesn't say anything else, trying to relax and doze off in the comfort of his hug. From under her blanket, she slips a hand out to place it on one of the arms around her. She's quiet now, but still thinking.

I'll miss you. ]

[killedwithlove]

[Cole starts up a slow rocking motion and hums a soft tune under his breath, like he has with her before.

He'll sit there all night if she needs him to. There's nothing else more important than Elize.]