IC CONTACT

[ukan]

Leave a message, knock on his door, etc.

Comments

[utselet]

[A longer pause, and this time it's clearly not because she's trying to be tactful, but because she's trying like hell not to cry. She feels so silly and weak for all this mourning. As others have told her, she should be glad she survived at all, and she is... But she still feels her stomach turn over every time she looks down and sees the ugliness she still has a hard time accepting belongs to her at all.]

I'm working on it. I am.

[ukan]

[A more genuine response tends to get Lark to ease off more quickly, and that's true here, too.]

If you want to go for a walk sometime, I'll go with you. No swimming.

[utselet]

[Deep breath in, deep breath out.]

I'm still a little slow, too. Is that okay?

[ukan]

Of course. I'm in no hurry. If you needed I'd even carry you on my back.

[utselet]

No, thank you.