[video. cut to text] heeeeeeeyyyy sexy lady?

[sword_redemption]

[There's a flash on the Link that looks like this. Except, there's also a falling flurry of pink between you and the image.]

*Are!!* [The voice is sweet and girlish and very startled, almost scared.]

[A frantic fumbling. Hey it's hard to walk in these boots, okay? He's working on it.. Then the video feed cuts. For a long moment, nothing. Then, a text.]

everything's fine! have a great day! ^____^

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[Action.]

[sword_redemption]

You handle this way better than I have.

[Truth. You didn't sit in a closet and cry into your frilly pinafore.]

[He looks even smaller in the baggy clothes, the sleeves way longer than his arms.]

Karrie. You have to...you can't tell Wing. Or anyone. [He'll grab at you to make the point.]

...does it help? [He'd at least be hidden at her place.]

[Action.]

[vandalization]

Ah... kind of used to dealing with fucked up shit, Peter Rabbit.

[She catches Drift's hands and pulls him to his feet, subsequently pulling him to her chest in a tight hug. There's something particularly good about being human. Hugs fucking rock.]

I won't.

And yeah, I think it might. Nobody is really out there so I don't have to-

[See. Anyone. She shudders.]

You're still Drift, okay? Even in this body. Now come on, take a deep breath. Does anything hurt?

[Action.]

[sword_redemption]

[He will not argue. Hugs do, indeed, rock. Though he wishes the circumstances were different. Vandal is warm and...squooshy and it feels really nice.]

What am I going to do if he needs me? Or if you need me?

[Right. Getting caught up in himself again. Just like what got him in trouble before.] Vandal, are you going to be okay?

[He does not feel like Drift.] ...my feet hurt. [Because what the hell is with those shoes? But they're off now, anyway. So he'll be okay.]

[Action.]

[vandalization]

You're still you. No matter what. We'll manage.

[She nods, putting on the stiff upper lip.] I will be Drift. I just need someone with me.

[She kneels down.]

Come on then, hop on my back.

[Action.]

[sword_redemption]

Vandal. I can't do anything I can do.

I mean, normally do.

[But he can be with her. Maybe something is afraid of fans.]

[But he balks at this.] No. That's...no. I can walk.

[Action.]

[vandalization]

Doesn't matter what you can and can't do ability wise, Drift. You're still Drift.

Even in this body, you don't have to be able to hack things in half to be needed.

[She shakes her head.]

You'll destroy your feet if you walk like that, and I didn't have any shoes that would fit you. It'll be easier and faster and less painful for you this way.

: [Action.]

[sword_redemption]

No, I'm not. [Something almost like a pout. ]. I'm small and useless and.....weak. [He hates being weak. Always has. ]

I don't know who I am without that, though. [Killing's the only thing he's ever been good at. ]

Vandal. You can't carry me everywhere.

[Action.]

[vandalization]

Drift, strength doesn't always come from the body. Do you think I'm weak?

You're Drift. Kind, moral, understanding, a little dorky sometimes but in an endearing way. You're loved by a lot of people. And they don't just love you for the pretty armor. They do because you're you.

[Or maybe she's just speaking for herself.]

I know. We'll get you something better soon but for now, please. Just... swallow your pride.