[ Terezi's quiet for a minute or so before responding. ]
[ She pulls back from the table, resting her head on her Scalemate again. With one finger, she reaches out, tears a bit of bread off the bun of the forgotten, cooling hamburger and nibbles it. Terezi remains silent during the whole process. Thoughtful, even. ]
[ How do you even describe someone you once called 'Sister'? ]
[ She makes a small hand-motion towards her eyes. ]
[ She tilts her head, facing the table. The expression on her face is a mix between confusion and worry. No one's supposed to see that. ]
[ She'll lean over, sniffing and (gently) headbutting at Dean's arm. Bunp, bunp, bunp. This is about as genuinely affection she'll get with anyone who she isn't flushed for. Bunp, bunp, bunp, bunp. ]
[ There's the ghost of her usual grin on her face. ]
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[ She pulls back from the table, resting her head on her Scalemate again. With one finger, she reaches out, tears a bit of bread off the bun of the forgotten, cooling hamburger and nibbles it. Terezi remains silent during the whole process. Thoughtful, even. ]
[ How do you even describe someone you once called 'Sister'? ]
[ She makes a small hand-motion towards her eyes. ]
[ She tilts her head, facing the table. The expression on her face is a mix between confusion and worry. No one's supposed to see that. ]
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And this Vriska took Terezi's sight? Trolls are a lot more brutal than Dean took them for.]
Hey, I know. You still care, and it still fucking hurts.
[He gets up and scoots around the table, throwing an arm over her shoulders.]
You're gonna be all right, kiddo. You're tough as nails.
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[ There's the ghost of her usual grin on her face. ]
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[Dean smiles crookedly, pulling his arm back and nudging her with his shoulder instead.]
But lemme know if you ever wanna talk again. I always got pie in the fridge.
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