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[ he tries to somehow get closer to her even though there's no space between them. ]

[She could phase inside of him, but it would be a less pleasant bonding than this. She holds close even if closer isn't possible.]

Why didn't you want me to know? [He smiled over his pain and hid things. She's not event sure what. And he was somewhere she wasn't likely to find him.]

[ yeah he would rather not, thank you. he sighs. ]

Kitty, I love you, I'm so grateful for you. But sometimes I just need to...deal with things in my own head.

[ it's how he's done things his whole life - alone. it's what he's used to. it's his normal. it's hard for him, sometimes, not getting his alone time, makes him feel like he's going to explode from everything he's holding in and learning to let it out in company is a process. he's gotten better but when he's struggling, his instinct is always go back to what's familiar and comfortable.

being alone. ]

[She pulls back just enough to look at him.] If I leave will that really be what you need or is it just what you're used to because you haven't had another option for so long? [Because she wants to do right by him so badly. And as hard as it would be to walk out that door and leave him here in pain, she will make herself do it if that's really best. But she's not convinced it is. He seems to do so well with her or with Jim that she's not sure alone is really where he thrives.]

[ he hesitates - for two reasons. the first, the most important, he doesn't want to cause her pain. if he tells her yes, he needs her to go, he'll cause her pain, he knows that without a doubt. the second, he's not sure that she's wrong. it's habit that has him sucking things up and letting them out in private. yeah, there are absolutely some things he 100% wants to be alone with to work through them - like pettiness and jealousy, or after a fight to cool off. but then this isn't like that...this is big. this is something she's hurting over, too. he may not be able to articulate everything he's thinking to her, but holding her helps.

holding her means he knows for a fact she's still here. ]

I don't know. [ he decides to give honesty a shot. ]

[Honesty is good. The best. She even believes him instead of thinking he knows and isn't willing to say.] It's hard. I don't know if the way I do it is good or terrible. Sometimes I just throw myself into something and push on so hard that I can barely think about it. And then it will catch up to me or it will be someone I have a harder time losing like Sascha, and I just fall apart for a little while.

I don't think there can be a good way to deal with this, or even a way - [ he shakes his head ] it's whatever we need to do in the moment, I guess. [ he needed to relive the memories on his own. now, holding kitty seems pretty good. ]

[She doesn't begrudge him his alone time. As much as she likes being with people and him in particular she needs a little of it too. But she's still pretty glad she can stay here in this moment while he's hurting. She wishes it wasn't so, but she's sure he'll have many more moments coming up soon and in the more distant future of dealing with this kind of thing. He'll probably have a variety of ways to cope.]

You're probably right. She meant a lot to you, didn't she?

[ at times he fears that she does, at times he fears that it's too much, that as much as he loves her he can't handle her. but those times never last. ]

She does. [ present tense, he insists on it, emphasizes it. she may be gone from the fleet, but her influence on him lingers, it'll last as long as his memories. it may be a lot easier and healthier to let go of the people he loves and lost - he may go crazy from the pain if he doesn't - but he stubbornly refuses to do it. he wants to keep them by his side.

a small, fond, longing smile creeps its way onto his face. ] I couldn't be sad around her. Just couldn't do it. [ even when he was hurting so badly after sascha's attack, she cheered him up and helped him plan kitty's party, all without needing to talk about it. he needs someone like that. ]

[That would be one of her greatest fears. Being open and vulnerable enough to need him and then accidentally pushing him away by holding closer. There was some part of that in what happened with Reid.

She gives him a soft kiss on the cheek in silent apology for the past tense.]

I know what you mean. [Though sometimes it came from a good place of Pinkie lightening the mood and sometimes it was just that Kitty fought harder to act pleasant, holding back anything darker or sadder that she might have been feeling because it felt inappropriate around Pinkie.]

She was unexpected. In a good way.

She's a pink talking pony who bakes.

[ and he can't help a sad little bark of laughter - it's so ridiculous to say, even now. and he misses her and it hurts. ]

I never would've expected her.

I knew a super fast blue talking hedgehog once, but I still didn't see it coming. [Rubbing his back.]

I'll never look at pizza the same way again.

[ he'll always remember that time his girlfriend and his friend the pink talking pony threw a pizza party for him. he was weak and disoriented from his coma and had so many questions and suspicions rolling around in his head - but like every other painful moment he spent in pinkie's presence, at that moment he didn't care.

there was pizza, made especially for him by a person and a pony he loves, there were good friends, and he was happy.

that's not going to happen, wherever they stop next. not even if they have pizza. ]

[Gives him a supportive little nuzzle and she's quiet just holding him and letting him hold her for a while before she breaks the silence again.] Hey, you don't have to tell me, but what were you doing when I came in?

[ he shifts a little uncomfortably, and pulls away so he could lean back against the pillows propped up against the wall, one arm still around her.

he feels embarrassed, even though he figures what he's done is probably a pretty natural thing to do under the circumstances. ]

I was just...watching the first time we met.

[She leans back with him, head on his chest.] I can watch it with you if you want. Unless that's something you want to keep private.

[ he idly runs his fingers through her hair. there's something almost therapeutic about it. ]

You can watch it if you want. [ he just feels kind of self conscious about it, though he is proud of how he responded to her - he was so instantly delighted by her. being a little drunk helped. ]

[She tilts her head up to look at him.] Sure. I'm here for anything you need. And if you figure out you need to be alone I'll be gone for that. [She wishes she could stop this for him. Make it so no one he cares about ever leaves again. She cares more about that than losing people herself and she cares a lot about losing people herself.]

[ he just looks back at her for a moment. he knows she lost pinkie too. and she lost remy on top of it, he never even spoke to the guy. she's hurting too. and still, she's not bringing what she needs into it - and it's making him feel guilty. much as he's always wanted for people to care about how he feels now that he's getting it he just feels like...he shouldn't be getting it. ]

I'm okay. You don't have to [ pity me ] worry so much. I know you miss them too.

I do. But I've, um, I knew about Remy for awhile. Before your party. He hadn't responded about it at all and I checked the rosters. He was off it then. [But it wasn't time to be sad then. She had a Winn to celebrate.] Pretty sure Remy was more into parties than mourning anyway.

[Softer.] He was the last of the mutants who were here when I arrived.

[She's sad Pinkie and Cheese are gone too, but she didn't have quite the same connection Winn had. And the were so impossible it almost makes sense to her that they're gone. They belong back in pony world if that's really what happens when people disappear.]

[ he's not sure what to do with this information. he thinks of jim, of his face when he made the announcement. thinks of how happy and clueless he was at his party, while kitty was mourning the loss of another friend. the last mutant who was here before her.

his grip on her tightens. ]

You know... the Remy in my world was the last voice I heard. [Before she was supposed to die. Before she was abducted instead.] Telling me not to be stupid. Shoulda listened. [Because she definitely did the stupid thing. She hugs him tighter.]

[ if you're trying to make him cry -- good job cuz that does it, there are now quiet tears streaming down his cheeks. ]

Wish I'd gotten to know him, sounds like my kinda guy. [ he cared about kitty and the version of him that was here cared about jim - that's enough common ground for winn to like him. and in a tiny way it's comforting that the last thing she heard - was a friend. ]

[She nuzzles in, not minding the wetness. She knows she's not far from them herself.] I wish you had too. He wasn't an X-Man, but he still felt like one to me.

Why wasn't he?

[ why didn't he make an effort to get to know him while he could? why can't he figure out of this? he can't lose kitty. does he take a terrible chance she'll resent him for for the rest of their lives - or, her, if it doesn't pay off?

he has to do something. she can't be the next to go.

he can hear the seconds tick by, each louder than its predecessor. he's going to lose his mind if he doesn't figure out something soon. ]

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