"...."

[hauntedly]

... I don't know why you're forcing me out here like this..

Calling me a "recluse" as though it's an insult.. There's nothing wrong with enjoying one's own company.

[ It's called 'Mun has been revisiting the Silent Hill fandom and misses all the babies, especially a certain awkward haunted kid.' For short. ]

[ ... He doesn't react to that. ] Besides... I don't really know what I'm doing. Guess that's nothing new, though.

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[emptyisms]

I do not think that 'not knowing what you are doing' is truly a cause of concern.

While I sense your discomfort, perhaps your own company is not what you need to seek at present. Change is always a step forward, no matter how small the step.

[hauntedly]

Ah.. I suppose I'm pretty cautious about the whole thing. [ Considering the last time he woke up somewhere unfamiliar, it was a Living Nightmare. I can't promise there won't be any spooks around this place either, Hen. Sorry. ]

This place seems a little.. unpredictable. Do you ever get nervous about it all?

[lettertomyfutureself]

No one really knows what they're doing around here. Don't feel too bad.

[hauntedly]

What's your method for dealing with it?

[lettertomyfutureself]

Honest answer? I just keep hoping things move at a fast enough pace I never have time to sit and think about it. If it all catches up to me... I probably won't be in good shape.

[hauntedly]

Makes sense. I guess I should be prepared to handle anything, after... [ He just lets the thought fade off. ] But reading some complaints from people around here doesn't give me much hope. [ He's worried he'll be Thrown Into Some Horrible Situation. ]

[lettertomyfutureself]

Considering everything that was going on where I was before, I'd almost dare anything offered up here to be worse.

[hauntedly]

That bad, huh? I hear some places give you.. powers and stuff like that. Sounds like a terror to me. [ He's got enough on his plate with, you know, running from dead people all the time. ]

[lettertomyfutureself]

-Huh, that... for some reason that seemed to hit a little past the superficial, and she felt herself twitch slightly.-

What's wrong with having powers? -That... came out more defensively than she wanted it to. She meant like in the sense that, hey, superheroes are cool, not...-

[hauntedly]

Oh-- I-- nothing's wrong with it. [ He's fumbling like the Awkward Creature he is, holding up his hands a bit. ] Just, it seems like a... burden.

[lettertomyfutureself]

And why do you think that? -Once more, that came out... differently than she'd intended. Almost like it wasn't her voice at all. She was clenching and opening her fingers, too... Why did this line of conversation make her so anxious?-

[hauntedly]

[ As socially inept as he may be, Henry's skill definitely lies in observation -- he notices the tension, dropping his hands slowly. ] Well, there's.. a lot of responsibility in having an extra ability. Ah... more choices to have to make? [ He's... not really speaking from experience; he wouldn't say he has a gift, but there's some level of relatability there. ]

[lettertomyfutureself]

-Eventually, slowly, she started to relax, as if the part of her that felt afraid of the situation was assuaged, the part she didn't... fully understand.-

Y-yeah, I guess...

[hauntedly]

I hope I didn't say anything offensive, [ he offers, kindly. Sure he's an awkward penguin, but he's not a heartless one. ] I'm sure powers can be assets, too. I guess I just.. I'd really like to cling to normalcy as much as I can. Sometimes it feels the universe is against me on that. [ A small chuckle. ]

[lettertomyfutureself]

No no! No, you didn't, I guess I just... I dunno. Touchy subject? -Not that she could begin to explain why it was.-

[hauntedly]

In that case -- no more touching. What's a better subject for you? [ He smiles in his shy way; he's trying to actually be sociable for once, and admittedly.. it's nice. Talking to someone like this, despite the small bump here or there. ]

[lettertomyfutureself]

Uh... Do you...

like music? -Wow this felt awkward.-

[hauntedly]

[ He made it awkward, he doesn't know how to talk to people, forgive him ]

I do, um... Classical? [ Wow, interesting. I'm sure teenage girls really relate to that, Hen. Don't forget to mention how your idea of a really good night is settling in with some cross-word puzzles. ] How about you?

[lettertomyfutureself]

-She can't help a small laugh.- I was thinking a little more contemporary. Like... Portishead? Sneaker Pimps? The Pixies, maybe? -A bit before her time, but it's what she was into.-