[ simon is outside looking at the very-possibly-haunted house from a very safe distance with a monkey riding on his shoulders.
when buzen comes by he'll start to smile before remembering that no, last weekend sucked, actually, and he switches to just looking kind of awkward... though there's notably no change in the actual emotions he's projecting at any point, which are just kind of flat under the surface layer of ever-present anxiety. ]
[buzen is truly just curious, head empty golden retriever vibes - but he hasn't really talked to simon since before the weekend. so when he catches sight of him, there's a spark of a few other emotions: warmth upon seeing him, followed by uncertainty and guilt.]
Ah—hey Si-san.
I'm doing okay... but we don't have to talk, if speaking to me makes you uncomfortable.
[buzen blinks at that - and there's some fondness and empathy on his end. that's a sweet sentiment, he thinks.]
No, no, don't worry about something like that but - someone told you by now, I hope. That we all knew that Dee-san did it because he told us on Friday... Matsu and I just couldn't figure out how to say it without breaking the rule. [a spark of anger and frustration - but not directed at simon. it's pushed away, as though being smothered.]
I just don't want to talk to anyone without them being aware... It would feel dishonest.
[ me tiredly trudging back here with INFINITE SADNESS IN MY HEART ]
O-oh... I didn't know... though, I mean, I could at least tell you guys were trying to be honest and not like, trying to dissuade anyone from looking at your team when the evidence made sense.
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week 2, tuesday
when buzen comes by he'll start to smile before remembering that no, last weekend sucked, actually, and he switches to just looking kind of awkward... though there's notably no change in the actual emotions he's projecting at any point, which are just kind of flat under the surface layer of ever-present anxiety. ]
Oh, hey. Um, h-how's it going?
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Ah—hey Si-san.
I'm doing okay... but we don't have to talk, if speaking to me makes you uncomfortable.
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[ there's a slight spike in anxiety here, but little other change. ]
I'm sorry, I'm not... great at social... um... things...
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[buzen blinks at that - and there's some fondness and empathy on his end. that's a sweet sentiment, he thinks.]
No, no, don't worry about something like that but - someone told you by now, I hope. That we all knew that Dee-san did it because he told us on Friday... Matsu and I just couldn't figure out how to say it without breaking the rule. [a spark of anger and frustration - but not directed at simon. it's pushed away, as though being smothered.]
I just don't want to talk to anyone without them being aware... It would feel dishonest.
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O-oh... I didn't know... though, I mean, I could at least tell you guys were trying to be honest and not like, trying to dissuade anyone from looking at your team when the evidence made sense.
He told you why he did it, then...?