[Some part of Genya balks at being told what to do. The guilt in his chest, however, keeps him from actually arguing. He simply gives a short nod, and moves to step out of the room.
... He doesn't make it far, mind you. He catches sight of his mother and finds himself hesitating. It lasts but a second, long enough for him to step toward her and wrap his arms around her small frame.]
'm sorry I can't stay. I... have to help.
[If there's even a chance that he's put everyone at danger, then he needs to put it right. If she's still there when he's back, then maybe he can say what he really wants to.
So for now he ducks out of the room, as fast as his legs will take him.]
( lily watches the boy go, quiet and contemplative. she remembers being a little girl, opening the door for far more selfish reasons- being alone until she managed to make her way out, and pure vanilla being there.
there is much for them to talk about now, it seems.
she turns back around, gently cupping shadow milk's face in one of her bare hands. )
Let me help.
( ... she has always been able to see through his lies, after all. )
[He watches the boy go, satisfied that at least he won't sacrifice the Grove's safety for his own pride. Good. Hate him all you want, but don't let it be to the detriment of everyone else. Not that he cares of course.]
[Anyway he sighs as Lily cups his face, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.]
For a spooky door, it had a heck of a right hook. I guess I'll give it that.
[He will not fight against her fussing, in fact it looks a lot like his strength has left him enough that he couldn't if he wanted to. Weakly he gestures with his hand.]
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Date: 2025-11-06 01:26 am (UTC)I’m fine, Lily-belle. Stupid door- stupid witch of the dead-
[Deceit. The cold is creeping through his limbs.]
[He juts a finger at Genya.]
You. Start knocking on doors, warn the Grove about what’s happened.
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Date: 2025-11-06 01:35 am (UTC)... He doesn't make it far, mind you. He catches sight of his mother and finds himself hesitating. It lasts but a second, long enough for him to step toward her and wrap his arms around her small frame.]
'm sorry I can't stay. I... have to help.
[If there's even a chance that he's put everyone at danger, then he needs to put it right. If she's still there when he's back, then maybe he can say what he really wants to.
So for now he ducks out of the room, as fast as his legs will take him.]
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Date: 2025-11-06 01:53 am (UTC)there is much for them to talk about now, it seems.
she turns back around, gently cupping shadow milk's face in one of her bare hands. )
Let me help.
( ... she has always been able to see through his lies, after all. )
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Date: 2025-11-06 03:39 am (UTC)[Anyway he sighs as Lily cups his face, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.]
For a spooky door, it had a heck of a right hook. I guess I'll give it that.
[He will not fight against her fussing, in fact it looks a lot like his strength has left him enough that he couldn't if he wanted to. Weakly he gestures with his hand.]
We're gonna need a plan to get that door closed.