Zack, dear boy, I will be taking Kikimora off of your custodial hands a few days a week to work with me down in Zero. Hope that doesn't fuck up your scheduling any.
[Without that, he's positive nothing remotely healthy would even be possible.]
... And...
[But why is it so difficult to even voice want he really wants, from then on?]
I want us to be able to live something... remotely resembling a normal life. Somewhere... maybe just outside a city, where... people wouldn't recognize either of us. Whether that's with us going on dates, or not, isn't even what matters most to me. It matters most that he's there, at all.
[He wants them to be able to start their lives over, basically. Build their lives from the ground up, away from lots of people. Become whatever, whoever's naturally for them. Figure out what their "normal" might be...]
[At some point, there is a box delivered to the door of Zack's cabin - sometime before he heads out for the day.
Inside it, there is an assortment of fruit that's been cut into cute dog shapes, sandwiches, and several cupcakes—packaged separately and labeled as being for dogs. It is all very neatly arranged.
The note mentions it being from Jamil, and also says:
There are times when knowing but not saying is the same as action, and there are times when it isn't.
It seems that at least two out of three of that party were a bit too interested in self-destruction. I don't know Johann well enough to guess if he had notions beyond destruction in general.
It's good that Xue Yang is open with you. I was planning on speaking with him. I'm afraid I was rather, ah, direct with him in the last flood, and then he was down in a coma. [It's not that he feels any guilt or responsibility - two different things - over Xue Yang's actions, or thinks that what he said, or hadn't, played a part in the self-destructive habits. But the mess has reminded him that he does want to have that conversation.] Self-destruction without care of the destruction caused to others.
First vines, now large holes... There are people here who express their feelings very energetically.
Yeah, we were both in a coma, actually. I’m extra annoyed he decided to do this right after we woke up, you know. All of this might have been very slightly better if he could have waited, like, a month.
[ Zack, pls. ]
I wish people be a little less energetic about it, honestly.
What do you mean by ‘direct’, though? Did he get mad at you?
If he could've waited a month, it might not have happened at all.
[He rubs the back of his neck.]
I don't know if I'd say mad, exactly... more, ah, distressed... [He's not going to say anything about crying, but, well.] There are things that should be said, but I don't think that's the same as saying that they should be said without care.
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