IC contact. Drift Fleet.

[edwinjarvis]

 

 

Hello, this is Edwin Jarvis; I'm unable to answer the phone at the moment, but leave a message and I assure you I will respond as soon as possible.

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[edwinjarvis]

[He nods weakly, his shoulders slouching under her touch.]

... I can't stay here. I'm just --

[He feels like he can't think; he feels his eyes burn again, just as he'd fought back control. This is no good -- he can't concern his crewmates, coming in so upset. He can't. He has work to do there, and he can't do it with their concern aimed at his back.]

... I don't want the Tourist to worry. Could I... I mean, if you don't mind, could I stay on the Starstruck? Just for the day; I'll be alright, if I can manage a day.

[mucked]

...Of course.

[ she doesn't yet guide him onto his feet. peggy's certain he's not ready for it. instead, she chucks a finger under his chin and lifts his head up, up, up so that she might bring back a touch of poise. ]

You are always welcome aboard my ship, Mister Jarvis. No matter what the circumstances. Spend the night, if you like.

[edwinjarvis]

[He looks at her with a tired frown, though there's at least some recognition in his eyes other than that sort of dead, miserable stare -- recognition that she's trying her best to make this a bit easier.]

Thank you for -- telling me.

It wouldn't have been fair for her, if I... went along happily... not knowing.

[mucked]

I rather doubt she'd see it that way, Mister Jarvis. [ a soft huff -- it's nowhere near laughter, except that it kind of is. ] I suspect I'd get a severe dressing down from your Ana if she thought for a second I'd plagued you with problems you can't solve.

[edwinjarvis]

Yes, well... I appreciate it, regardless.

[He looks down at their feet, his own scuffing aimlessly.]

I just wish there was something I could do, other than standing around dumbly.

[She knows well enough, how much he can't sit still after the fact--

And who he sets his focus on, as well as his aim.]

[mucked]

[ only now does she pull him upright. a gentle tug -- urging him to stand alongside her. ]

Standing is a start. [ peggy promises him. ] We'll work on the dumbly bit in due time.

[edwinjarvis]

[He breathes out. Breathes in.

It will take a long time before it ever feels like enough air. He squeezes her sleeve in hand softly.]

... In due time.