w5 curfew: take me to spurch i'll twerk like a rat at the shrine of your shirts

[messy]

Comments

[expiries]

The same.

[...]

Hopefully we'll choose somewhere more to your liking next week.

[naeddre]

[snort.]

If I had my way we'd all sleep in the room. Where there is a bed.

[expiries]

Isn't the room a bit small for all of us...?

[inquired]

The four of us crammed in there currently is already fairly tight.

[expiries]

I can go back to the pod...

[shut up arthur]

[inquired]

Hush.

[expiries]

Absolutely not.

[naeddre]

Eight of us regularly sleep in cramped places, I'm not unused to it.

[... but.]

I suppose you're right. Maybe the rec room.

[expiries]

Maybe something better will open up next week.

[naeddre]

Maybe. [she's leaning on him so he can see her fingers digging into her arm.]

[expiries]

[carefully moves to take her hand]

...I know.

[naeddre]

[she holds it.]

We'll both find a better place next week. [she says, quietly.] You're right.

[expiries]

I - don't think it's wrong for you to be worried, either. Or at least - I understand.

[naeddre]

I know you understand. [she glances up at him.] Everybody is worried, after this long. It doesn't matter how far or close anybody is.

[expiries]

Perhaps not. But how you feel matters.