singloversing: I Was Never a Normal Boy - Nightmare of You (I was never a normal boy)
Wirt ([personal profile] singloversing) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2015-09-13 01:08 am (UTC)

[He's tense, and isn't sure he wants to be touched, but as soon as she does he actually eases. As soon as it happens, he realizes why. Ever since he returned to his body, he's kept himself cooped up and spent a lot of time just sleeping and feeling terrible, and avoiding people at all costs. So when she touches his arm, his relief comes from mild surprise that he can be touched at all, that her hand doesn't just pass through him. He's whole again, and he catches himself looking down at his hands.]

I...okay. I will. Sorry. I should have done that in the first place. I just...w-well, you know already. Sorry.

[She literally just said he didn't have to apologize to her, but it's hard to knock himself out of that loop once he's in it. Besides, the insistence that he can always come to her...it helps in some ways, but in others it drags up different guilt he hadn't thought of before - a more hypothetical variety. Cami's so good to him and she's always there for him, but he trusted a demon over her. But even worse - what if it had worked? What if Bill had kept his word and sent him back to the Unknown? It had all been so impulsive and it all happened so fast...not only would he have put more faith in Bill than her, but he almost willingly chose to leave without a word. It's different when they get taken from Wonderland against their will, but Wirt knew what he was trying to do. He wasn't going to even say goodbye, and he might not have even remembered her when he left.

What he almost did never fully sank in until now, and he can actually feel his eyes starting to water. He can't shake the feeling that he can't apologize enough, but he can shake the tears. He reaches up and palms at his eyes, and tries to move on as though he didn't almost become a pathetic puddle just now. He changes the subject slightly.
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U-Um. How did you...did he do anything to you? [He pauses, realizing that maybe that requires some clarification.] When we made the deal, we shook hands and he sort of...he yanked me right out of my body? S-So I wasn't-- I don't know everything he did. It was my body, but I wasn't in there at all. I was floating around like a ghost, and nobody could see or hear me. It was like...like I didn't even exist anymore. I-I didn't even know he ran into you, but he must have if you knew something was wrong with me. Right?

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