skyagain | catchall molly

I doubt anyone's ever made perfect choices in these things. [ or in general. cloud looks out at the pool ] ... Funny. I try a lot, not to care.

[ he is great at it, as seen from him just being here, at this pool, having this convo, ]

And how's that worked out for you?

... Still not convinced caring's worth it. [ a little distantly. ] But it's a lot harder to stop than it is to not start in the first place, I guess.

It's worth it.

[ reaching over to sling an arm around Cloud's shoulder. touch week. but he sounds confident about that statement too, and he's also just friendly and touchy normally. ]

Even when it comes to the worst, I'd rather die caring about something than pretending I don't. Make it worth at least a little bit.

[ absolutely terrible that affection week means cloud lets him and doesn't even tense up. disgusting. ]

I don't pretend. [ rude? he just says he tries not to! completely different. but still: ] ... Even when it comes to stuff like this?

[ sheila being put to death rip molly ]

Oh-- I wasn't-- Not an accusation. Sorry.

[ He doesn't think Cloud actually pretends all that hard not to care. ]

Yeah. Even when it comes to stuff like this. It's the trade off. Caring about people means it hurts when they leave. You have to accept that to actually love them.

[ he shakes his head at the apology, because he thought molly was teasing, not accusing, anyway. ]

... Trade off's a good word for it. [ the downside to caring about people is... caring about people. it's kind of funny if he thinks about it. in the not-haha funny way. ] Accepting it doesn't necessarily make it easier when it happens, though.

Nah. It doesn't.

[ But that's the whole deal. ]

Did Lup ever tell you I was dead?

... At the station?

[ which is to say no she has not ]

No-- Or. Well. Sort of? I died before going there. Whole point of that place was offering a wish, a prize for making it through. Mine was my resurrection, obviously.