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[escapeartiste]

[Her eye flicks over to him, tries at a smile before she types.]

No... Verso's not a gestral.

[It's almost an amusing thought if she weren't so worried about explaining it all further.]

You've been gone a while? You missed a lot. We found out a lot but

none of it is really what you think and

it's hard to explain. I don't even know how to start explaining it.

[superniceone]

That's alright, hey. We'll go one step at a time, there's no rush. [it's not that gustave isn't burning with curiosity — he is! — but for the very first time in his life, he doesn't feel like he's drowning in the sand of an hourglass emptying too quickly. he doesn't need to press her; maelle safe in front of him is the most important thing.]

If Verso's not a gestral, then—? Don't tell me the ghosts of Expedition Zero came to show you the way.

[this!!! is meant to be a joke!!!! which is why he'll explain, like he expects her not to know—] That's the name of one of the guys from the first Expedition. Those massive statues in the harbour, you know?

[escapeartiste]

[Of course he knows him from the expedition and the statues. She's not sure if that makes this easier or harder.]

Yeah, except

he's not a ghost. He's immortal or

was, I guess.

[ She shows what she has to say before taking it back for a moment.]

You two will have a lot to talk about.

[She gives a smile, bordering a breathed laugh this time. Maybe Verso might actually talk to Gustave. Unlike everyone else she's asked to talk to him.]

[superniceone]

[gustave reads the message, then reads it again, and he's still visibly processing when maelle shows him the second half of her message.

he's bluescreening a little bit.]

What? How? Was he—

[his heart is in his throat, and he looks a little pained when he says—]

Tell me Verso isn't the man from the beach. [the man who, in his very fresh and recent memory, murdered him.]

[escapeartiste]

[She shakes her head before leaning against him while she types.]

That was Renoir.

We killed him.

For you.

[REVENGE!!! There's clearly that familiar fire in her eye that sparks every time she gets worked up. Even while she's calm now with him beside her it hasn't diminished her anger for what has already happened.]

[superniceone]

[well that's a lot to unpack! the kneejerk response is to to scold her for talking about murder so casually, but it dies in his throat. gustave had been actively trying to kill him to protect maelle.

what snaps him out of it is—]

The Captain of Expedition Zero? [verso's father??? the ones who worked on the shield dome???? it's like each answer spawns a thousand new questions.]

[escapeartiste]

[Still leaning on him, the opposite shoulder shrugs.]

Yeah, that's the one.

Was.

[Because he's dead and she killed him. Still waiting on that headpat, btw.]

[superniceone]

[gustave is proud of her, because of course he is. he'd seen renoir impaled on a rock and then shake it off; taking him down couldn't have been an easy feat.

instead, he's going to have the most annoyingly Big Brother reaction possible.]

Putain de merde. I shouldn't have let you come on this— [he struggles, recalibrates—] That Expedition. Were you hurt? Did you— lose anyone else?

[escapeartiste]

[She rolls her eye before sitting upright again.]

Yeah, well you did. And we finished it.

You're welcome.

[The sass doesn't last very long. Because ultimately, it just brings up her own failure. It's hard not to tell him. She doesn't really like this and it's again easily written on her face.]

We lost Noco, but since he's a gestral he's fine. But

But it wasn't

We were wrong about a lot of things. And I

want to tell you but

can we talk about it another time?

[superniceone]

[he reminds himself for the umpteenth time that they're not in a rush, that he can give maelle the space she needs to say what she wants to say.

gustave hesitates, then nods, draping his arm over her shoulders and pulling her in against his side with a gentle playfulness. (it's completely artificial, of course; his heart still feels like it's made of lead, but that's not important right now.)]

Take all the time you need. Just— you finished it? Seriously? Because— I'm going to have to change my deal with the Admiral if that's the case.

[escapeartiste]

[She smiles while she gets pulled in. She only gives a nod to his question. Of course that's his deal. But she can think of a better one. If.. he could fix things, maybe it won't be so bad. There's a little bit of hope there.

But that's another thing that will have to wait until later. Once she figures out how to explain everything. She'd rather just not talk about any of it right now. He's here. She just wants to appreciate that first.]

I missed you.

[superniceone]

[gustave leans his cheek briefly against the top of her head, not immediately sure what to say. when he does speak, his voice is soft, full of genuine affection.]

I'm sorry that I left. [but he won't apologize for standing there between her and renoir, because he'd do it again right now.]

[escapeartiste]

[She wraps her arms around him and squeezes tight. She could scold him for breaking his promise, for staying to fight a losing battle. But she knows Verso let him die. If it wasn't then, it would have been another time. Gustave was doomed.

It makes her worry more about how to tell him everything he's missed, everything they've lost. But he has his deal so...

In time, she lets him go so she can type again.]

You were trying to protect me. I don't

blame you for that.

Besides, we have all the time we want now.

[So it all works out somehow.]

[superniceone]

Yeah. [he takes a careful breath, obviously soothed by the hug. things have changed, but the most important things remain the same.]

So... tell me about it, yeah? What was it like, traveling with Esquie? [gustave is apparently going to launch into a thousand benign little questions until they retire for bed - lighthearted, never broaching anything too serious.]