text, un: blue, days after station return

[firstroar]

I'm sorry. For my part...in making matters worse.

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[firstroar]

No...and yet, I have learned the role I played dealt damage beyond brick and mortar.

I can't ask for forgiveness, but I can express my remorse.

[spacedisaster]

Yes, of course you can. Sorry I didn't mean to imply it wasn't a reasonable response.

How are you feeling? Health wise, I mean.

[ He figures the emotionally, Blue feels as shitty as the rest of them. ]

[firstroar]

I wish I could give you some good news, but it would be a lie. I'm sorry for that, too. Sorrow...seems to be all I can provide of late.

[spacedisaster]

[ Peter takes a long, deep breath after reading that text. It hurts to know he can't help Blue, that he knows how this story will end. ]

Don't apologize.

I'm sorry, Blue. I'm really sorry.

[firstroar]

Terrible times...find us all. Sometimes in abundance, whether we...have control of them or not.

[spacedisaster]

They do. I'm sick and tired of them.

[ He feels like his life had been nothing but shitty times on top of more shitty occurrences, with only some brief flickers of happiness here and there, that never lasted long. ]

Is there anything I can do to help?

[firstroar]

[he takes some time to think about it.]

Eat something comforting...and take a warm bath. [little kindnesses for himself that Blue can't partake in.]

[spacedisaster]

[ Blue, always so sweet. From his end, it makes Peter smiles, even if it's on the touch of sad still. ]

I can do that. Once it's done, Do you want me to bring you some music?

[firstroar]

I would like that, Peter. Thank you.

[spacedisaster]

Consider it done. Or I could also read you something.

[firstroar]

Something from your home?

[spacedisaster]

I don't have books from my Earth here, I was reading the random ones I could find in the supply drops.

But I have a good memory, I can tell you about stoeies from my world. Like when we talked about Pinnoccio.

[firstroar]

Anything you wish to tell me...I will want to hear it.

[spacedisaster]

I'll come to visit you in a little while.

[ He will give Blue time to talk to the people in the network, and sort out everyone's feelings. ]

[firstroar]

Thank you, Peter.

[spacedisaster]

Anytime, my friend.

[ He will do what Blue requested of him and actually take care of himself for once, because he promised. And then come visit him to share silly stories about strange worlds and even stranger teammates. ]