[This is a...bad idea. Probably. They're not good at the FIGHT, not as good as they should be. It's only thanks to how much they've regressed since the Underground that they didn't do more damage, back when they were in Hell.
But no matter how they try, it seems they can't keep dodging forever.
They watch her play, for a bit. Taking down pixelated enemies with a casual, easy efficiency, too set on the tightness churning in their middle, the twisting and pulling at the threads of their sweater, to really enjoy it.
They find her after. Or...between matches. Can hardly look her in the eye. Feels like they've messed up, like they're already messing up, but if they have to learn from anybody - they want it to be her.
She knows what it's like.]
Shepard?
[Clear your throat. Speak up. No one likes it when you mumble.]
iii.
But no matter how they try, it seems they can't keep dodging forever.
They watch her play, for a bit. Taking down pixelated enemies with a casual, easy efficiency, too set on the tightness churning in their middle, the twisting and pulling at the threads of their sweater, to really enjoy it.
They find her after. Or...between matches. Can hardly look her in the eye. Feels like they've messed up, like they're already messing up, but if they have to learn from anybody - they want it to be her.
She knows what it's like.]
Shepard?
[Clear your throat. Speak up. No one likes it when you mumble.]