[ She leaves him speechless, and for a few reasons. He can't really argue or protest that she owes him anything; he may be dense about some things, but he knows that when someone wants to give you something, you should let them. So he won't press her about that.
But the idea he's everyone's friend... Gorgug doubts that. But he can't help but wonder about the kind of impression Heather has about him, though, it has to be secondary to the one she offers about their friendship.
His face feels warm, and he ducks his head, but takes her hand and nods. ]
Yeah. You can pick the best rooms-- for you and your dad's shrine.
[ Getting set up in this new life should come first to everything else, probably. A new life of living in a McBoatsion. ]
( to heather, everywhere she went in etraya, everyone always had something good to say about gorgug. he was everyone's friend, or at least a friendly and familiar face. for some time after she had revealed his secrets to him and indulge in bringing up such negative aspects of her life, she had wondered if she could really trust him. she liked him a lot up until that point, felt like he was someone safe but that lingering and insistent voice in her head remained. 'you can't just trust anyone', a voice fueled by vincent's own insistence as well.
yet here now, sitting next to him and seeing how kind he had been in helping her escape her emotions and fears, any worries she had were squashed. she took his hand in pride and nodded at his words, a new found eagerness finally filling her up. the sadness she had before, the debilitating feelings that controlled her were pushed to the wayside.
she had something new and exciting to look forward to. )
Thanks Gorgug, I mean it. I really appreciate everything you've done and remember, I'm here for you too.
( and off they went, to help her establish herself in her new home— however long she ended up staying. )
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But the idea he's everyone's friend... Gorgug doubts that. But he can't help but wonder about the kind of impression Heather has about him, though, it has to be secondary to the one she offers about their friendship.
His face feels warm, and he ducks his head, but takes her hand and nods. ]
Yeah. You can pick the best rooms-- for you and your dad's shrine.
[ Getting set up in this new life should come first to everything else, probably. A new life of living in a McBoatsion. ]
going to wrap this up here ♥
yet here now, sitting next to him and seeing how kind he had been in helping her escape her emotions and fears, any worries she had were squashed. she took his hand in pride and nodded at his words, a new found eagerness finally filling her up. the sadness she had before, the debilitating feelings that controlled her were pushed to the wayside.
she had something new and exciting to look forward to. )
Thanks Gorgug, I mean it. I really appreciate everything you've done and remember, I'm here for you too.
( and off they went, to help her establish herself in her new home— however long she ended up staying. )