[ and you know what? fuck them. obviously they didn't understand, couldn't possibly understand what it's been like living in the wilderness for over a year. how it felt to be starving, and how important it is to honor the dead in a way that means the group survives.
whatever. that's not important right now. melissa sees the look that flashes across shauna's face when she says that—they weren't looking for us? shauna can be so hard to read, and it's part of why so many of the others are scared of her, but like someone studying a new language, melissa is learning her. shauna just doesn't want her grief to be shared out in pieces the way they do with everything else. she wants it to just be hers. ]
Hey... just because they weren't looking for us doesn't mean nobody is. [ she reaches out and tucks a piece of wet hair behind shauna's ear. hesitant, a little, because she's not sure how to deal with this fact of their memories not lining up.
but at the same time it's shauna standing there in a wet t-shirt and panties that are actually clean, not just swished around in creek water til the worst of the dirt is gone. her fingertips linger feather-light at the side of shauna's neck, and mel's eyes dart down, taking in the way the fabric clings to her chest. she swallows and looks up again with a nervous smile. ]
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[ and you know what? fuck them. obviously they didn't understand, couldn't possibly understand what it's been like living in the wilderness for over a year. how it felt to be starving, and how important it is to honor the dead in a way that means the group survives.
whatever. that's not important right now. melissa sees the look that flashes across shauna's face when she says that—they weren't looking for us? shauna can be so hard to read, and it's part of why so many of the others are scared of her, but like someone studying a new language, melissa is learning her. shauna just doesn't want her grief to be shared out in pieces the way they do with everything else. she wants it to just be hers. ]
Hey... just because they weren't looking for us doesn't mean nobody is. [ she reaches out and tucks a piece of wet hair behind shauna's ear. hesitant, a little, because she's not sure how to deal with this fact of their memories not lining up.
but at the same time it's shauna standing there in a wet t-shirt and panties that are actually clean, not just swished around in creek water til the worst of the dirt is gone. her fingertips linger feather-light at the side of shauna's neck, and mel's eyes dart down, taking in the way the fabric clings to her chest. she swallows and looks up again with a nervous smile. ]
And I'm... fine, so.