On shameless enabling (...or not).

[nagyka]

The likelihood that my presence being what makes others want to join is slim at best. I'm not exactly Selphie, you know. [ That girl can get people to join the Garden Festival even when they walk away saying "no." Maybe it's time to take some tips from her? ]

Still, I appreciate the effort. Just remember that if someone is interested to not push too much. It's inconsiderate and tactless. On the other hand, try not to sound disinterested, either. There's a fine line that separates the two.

[ But wait! One more thing before she leaves! ] And thank you for not humiliating me. Yet.

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[call_it_connecting]

Why would anyone want to humiliate you, Quisty?

[nagyka]

That seems to be the way that she operates.

[innermonologues]

You don't humiliate easily. I'm sure that's enough to deter anyone.

[nagyka]

I can't very well say. I'm sure there are plans yet to be set in motion.

[She did announce her feelings for him in front of the whole group and then exclaim that she confused them for something familial, after all. She's got nerves of steel. Awkward, awkward nerves of steel.]

Hello again.

[innermonologues]

You're the last person I know who'd have to worry.

[ Pauses ]

Hello.

[nagyka]

You're being awful complimentary.

[But she knows it isn't that. He is only saying what he feels is true. He wouldn't say it otherwise, even if it would make her feel better. That's how Squall works.]

How are you doing? Well, I trust?

[innermonologues]

Well? As if.

[nagyka]

What's that supposed to mean?

[innermonologues]

It means how it sounds.

[nagyka]

"Probably not good, but who knows because Squall can't be specific"?

[innermonologues]

The game I'm in I'm currently in bed with blood loss. Does that sound good to you?

[nagyka]

No. It sounds more specific than "it means how it sounds," though.

Are you... are you alright?

[innermonologues]

I don't know.

[nagyka]

[She lets out a sound somewhere between exasperated and worried (and scared).]

What do you mean, you don't know?

[innermonologues]

It means I don't know.

[nagyka]

...don't die.

[innermonologues]

...I won't.

[nagyka]

Can you promise me that?

[It's hard enough being alone where she is, still uncertain of herself and how to form friendships and relationships in general. It doesn't matter if she'll only know this here. She still needs to know that he'll be safe.]

[innermonologues]

I can't fully promise that if I can't stay in a sane state of mind,

[nagyka]

What do you mean?

[For someone who is supposedly such a good leader, you're excellent about skirting around the important details, Squall...]

[ex_bastardized62]

Yet.

[nagyka]

I'm not so gullible to think that things will run smoothly for me.

Case in point: hello, Seifer. Here to rain on my parade?

[ex_bastardized62]

When have they ever, for any of us?

[Orphanage gang and all. Their lives, what are they.

For once he's being serious with that question, gasp.]

How's the sky looking? Better be bright and sunny with me around, Squall's the only one who can make it rain, always gloomy, walking 'round with a dark cloud over his head.

[nagyka]

Things are going pretty well for me, so perhaps things are looking up.

[Although she'll have to get a canon update at some point, so that will definitely change. The future sucks, Q.]

Ah, well, if you continue to act like a mature adult it isn't too doom-and-gloom. [Even if Squall's oozing buckets of angst, he's (mostly) not a dick to her. You know, aside from that one time when he told her to talk to a wall. She likes to think that someday GFs will permanently destroy that memory.]

[innermonologues]

I'm not acting like my self there currently.