[ She's looking right at him with her wide blue eyes when he tells her that he loves her. As for Weiss? She's heard that so many times already, but she can't help but look away immediately as soon as their eyes make contact before he closes them.
With how close she is to him, no doubt, he would be able to feel just how quickly her heart is beating now. It's those little things that make her feel so giddy. Even after dating for two years, she still feels like it's the first time she gets to hear it every time. But that's really only because she knows how lucky she is to have him, too. ]
Were you able to get some rest? [ Before she woke up, she means. He... seems tired now, and in pain, so she would like for him to get the rest he deserves. However, the next question to that is. . . ] Did you get to eat anything?
Mn... [ Cloud subtly shakes his head where he lays. ] Not yet, anyway.
[ "Did you get to eat anything?" ]
I will in a bit. Don't worry. You're gonna need— [ A beat. ] —ah...
[ That...was his stomach giving a little grumble. That gets his eyes to open back up, though he doesn't think to move as his cheeks redden a little. ]
...
Sleep first. Food second?
[ If they aren't disturbed, that is. Little did they know, was that in the near future, the stakes for this world were only going to escalate with Morgana's influence. In the meantime, he's going to find solace by the side of his girlfriend. ]
[ His stomach is already grumbling and he isn't doing anything about it?? This guy, she swears...
She does want to rest too, and she would like for him to have time to rest and recover. He's not the only one hungry, though. Being asleep and having her wounds tended to also drained a lot of her energy. She, too, is hungry, and wants something very specific. ]
I want some soup... something creamy.
[ Now, she's not going to make him get it for her! But they can look for soup together if he's down with it. ]
[ The very instant that Weiss proposes soup. Creamy soup. That's the moment Cloud's own gears shift, foregoing sleep to give her anything and everything that she'd want. The years have tempered him, his heart even moreso softened by his time shared in the same world as her. If someone called him out on being "smitten" with her? Beforehand, he might have been a little more huffy about the whole accusation. But now? He'd turn to that person, hands to his hips and determination in his eyes when he quips right back, "And what if I am?"
He wouldn't trade this feeling for anything else in the world. Especially for the anger that fueled his soul before. Keep him anchored, Weiss Schnee. Don't ever let him drift away again. ]
Hah... 'Kay. Food first. Sleep second.
[ Scrunching his eyes, he rolls over just enough, shifting into position so that he can give her a proper kiss on the forehead before sitting back up. ]
Can you move? [ ...well enough to walk, he means. ] I'll go find something for you otherwise.
[ Weiss says it almost immediately, as if scared that she'd be left behind in this place. It would only be for a few minutes while Cloud goes to find food, but... she doesn't want to leave him alone right now. But at the same time? How she sounds like is true. What's happening outside the palace grounds is terrifying. She could truly use some company.
But she won't say those things out loud! For both their sakes. ]
[ It hasn't crossed his mind in the moment, but being left alone might not be the best idea either. Not when Weiss is the anchor preventing his cursed rage taking over. At least...it's the fear that still settles in his heart. So having her almost immediately tell him she wants to come too was a relief to him. But he was going to make sure that she was safe along the way. ]
Sure I can. ...then I can't do doors, so...
[ He's the first to his feet, holding his hand out for Weiss to take. She'll find his grip firm, yet not too strong either. His sling is a formality at this point, his bad arm no longer in it and just remaining idly at his side. He can move it! But he can already feel himself getting better by the minute it feels like. Though maybe it's just his own excitement showing in being with her again. She's awake, and here they are...
[ Blue eyes are on Cloud the moment they start walking, observing him and seeing if there would be any sort of change along the way. A few steps in, though, and Weiss faces forward, deciding to actually trust him this time. With a squeeze of his hand, she tells herself everything is going to be okay. Cloud came back for her, so whatever fears may lie in her heart can crumble in the dust now. There's no need to be afraid anymore. ]
Can't the healers heal your arm properly?
[ So he doesn't have to be in a sling anymore... ]
[ Admittedly, at first, his own steps were reluctant despite having Weiss at his side. There would be times where he'd actually stop, only to dispel the worry and keep going. As time goes on, and with a squeeze of his hand in hers, Cloud finds himself feeling more confident in himself. Maybe...it's best that he try and forget about the affliction. Just carry on as if nothing was wrong. If Weiss was by his side, it was going to be okay... ]
They did. [ A beat. ] I think. But...
[ It's a little embarrassing, but, ]
I mentioned it being tender once and they said to wear one.
[ Couldn't be too sure, after all. As of right now? His arm was no longer in that same sling. The fabric just hangs awkwardly off his shoulder for now as his "tender" arm just remains at his side. His cheeks dust red a little as he gives it a look while they walk out onto the castle grounds. The royal guard had aide come for those needing food, shelter and a place to recover from the battle. Fortunately, they were going in the right direction. ]
...should I just take this thing off?
[ Did he just...stuff it in his pant pocket for now? adksfjh ]
[ As for the question she poses him? He almost too quickly has a counter ready. ]
Then I'll say it's already feeling better and they did a bang-up job?
[ As they enter from the brief respite outside, there are various sorts taking refuge inside the castle, while others seem to be waiting in line as a warm, familiar aroma fills the air. They must be close to the soup kitchen that's been set up. As far as Cloud's concerned? He'll keep talking about his arm and the logistics of a bulged pant pocket with used sling wrapping in it. ]
Oh, just give the sling to me then. You look like a mess.
[ With like. Some weirdass bulge on the side of his pants??? Cloud, you already suck at dressing up. Let's not make it worse. Especially when your girlfriend has pouches clipped to her belts upon belts, anyway. ]
I'll keep it for you—
[ !!! SOUP. She can smell it. There are a lot of people in line, too, but everything smells so savory and nice. Weiss is actually pretty excited, getting to see so many people safe and sound, too. They should wait in line at the back instead of cut in line. These people probably need the food more.. ]
[ But before he can give up and take that bundled up fabric from his pant pocket, her attention is already taken by the smell of soup. Savory, warm... He might have lost his heightened sense of smell from being a Sanguis, but it almost feels like he still has it, with how strong the aroma was. ...that? Or he's that hungry. Being around a large crowd like this would have worried him. But when he feels that sense of dread build up, all he needs to do is look over at the excited expression on Weiss' face...and it melts away all over again.
Enough so that he even takes her hand in his as he prepares to lead Weiss to the back of the line. Giving it a squeeze, they only get a good few steps away from the side of the line before- ]
[ "Weiss! Cloud!" ]
Uh...?
[ Sure enough, working with other volunteers at the front of the line, a familiar voice and face waves at the couple otherworldly tenants. In one hand is a savory soup ladle hovering over the rather impressive pot of creamy soup, thick chunks of carrots, potatoes, celery, practically the whole damn garden- the culprit of this lovely smelling space. In her excitement at seeing the two safe and sound, Elaine even gestures for the two to come up to the front to see her.
At first, Cloud looks to Weiss with a raised brow, uncertain if they should cut to the front or not... Well. Until Elaine has one of the other volunteers take over for her in dishing out hearty bowls of the soup, so as to not disturb the line. ]
[ She's so relieved! Weiss had been focusing on Cloud the moment she woke up, but she'd kept Elaine in her thoughts the whole time. When they were asked to help and fight, Weiss didn't have time to get Elaine to safety. She can only hope that the rest of the people working at the farm are safe and sound, too. There will no doubt be losses, and it will all be tragic, but to know that the people she cares about are well and alive is a consolation.
With a sigh, she tugs on Cloud's hand so they can meet Elaine halfway. She's still not as energetic as she normally would be— she did say she was still feeling weak, after all— but she has it in her to lead the way without letting go of the blond's hand. ]
Oh, Elaine, I'm so glad you're okay.
[ She would hug Elaine, but she's a little reluctant to let go of Cloud right now. Elaine seems to understand, though, already looking the two up and down to check on them and their well-being. These two may as well be her children since they live together. Not to mention, they help around far more than her children did, whether it's at the farm or other things.
"We were evacuated by the knights, so all of us here are safe and doing what we can for everyone else," she begins, hands behind her back now as she tries to figure out in her little ol' head what the two have gone through. It's not often Weiss looks tired, and Cloud's always looked stern and standoffish, but he seems a little on the edge. The events happening should put people on edge, but Elaine trusts that the king and the magic of this kingdom would keep them away from more harm now that they're within castle grounds. So...
"I was able to bring my french press with me. You two sit down and I'll pour some tea."
And they can catch up. She'll probably try to get two bowls of soup and some bread for the two, too. ]
I can help— [ "Just have a seat, Weiss," the lady says, a little more firm with her tone. Weiss ends up standing up straight because of that. Ah... to think Elaine would refuse her help! But this is their landlady's way of saying the two need a break for once.
Weiss looks at Cloud so they can follow Elaine to the back. She has a small stack of items, bags and other trinkets from the farm, and she gestures for the two to take a seat. It's on the floor, so it's a little dirty, but it'll have to do for now when most seats are taken already in the big hall. ]
[ He wasn't expecting to find her here. Yet considering the dangers that loomed outside, hindsight tells him he's glad she found her way out here to help. If anything, any good news was actually good for Cloud's psyche. Weiss remains the anchor preventing him from drifting away, but having this much hope and warmth envelop him seemed to expedite his recovery. There's nothing to really set him off now if he keeps himself here. Focused on what he has left. The tug of his hand in hers as he's determined to be her rock despite how weak she feels. With an exhale, despite being on edge and paranoid by what he's done, he can't help but return a light smile back at Elaine as she explains what the knights did for her and the others. ]
Good...
[ When Weiss offers to help, this time it's the blond's turn to squeeze her hand. Just when he's about to protest and raise his own voice? Elaine does it for him. Rather comically, the younger Schnee isn't the only one whose back straightens. While she's always been a stronghearted lady, it's also not very often that Elaine takes charge like this either. And though she doesn't even say his name? He can practically feel it being called by her by proxy. Because if Weiss hadn't said anything...he honestly might have offered or insisted too. But he's really not in the mood for fighting over it.
Especially not when he's so uncertain what would happen if something set him off. Instead, he just nods right back at Weiss when they exchange a look. Before he can have a seat on the floor, he supports Weiss by the underside of her arm to help ease her down. ]
Soon as this is over, we'll all head back together.
[ She may have fallen over already if not for Cloud's help as they sit down. Once they're comfortable though? Weiss inches closer to the blond if it looks like he doesn't mind. She can walk fine, and even though she seems okay, her body isn't at its best just yet. If she has any Aura, her recovery would be a lot quicker. Alas...
She could use someone to lean on right now. Quite literally, in fact. ]
Elaine looks tired, too.
[ It must have been difficult, Weiss thinks. Then again, the situation now isn't the most ideal. All Weiss can do is watch Elaine as she prepares the tea, adding some dried tea leaves into the french press and letting it steep. The man who took over distributing soup to the line comes and offers two warm bowls to both Cloud and Weiss, saying they should eat up before it gets cold. No spoons for Weiss, though. She's going to have to take sips, instead. And she's quick to show her gratitude, arms shaking as she tries to keep her hands on the bowl. It's much heavier than Cloud's hand, so it's a little bit of a struggle up until she lets the bowl rest upright on her lap. ]
I'll wait a little before eating it, [ she tells Cloud once it's just the two of them again. She wants to be confident that she can lift the bowl... ]
[ She never seems tired. Having a hot cup of tea or coffee in the morning whenever they all run into each other didn't count either. Though she smiles and soldiers on, there's a very noticeable fatigue in her eyes that wasn't there before. If it weren't for his experiences in life leading up to coming here? Cloud may have never thought of planning something to repay her. A vacation. Or offer to take over all her farming and city duties for a day or two. Yet everything remains up in the air about whether or not the farm remains safe or not. Time will tell when they get back.
In the meantime, he's more keen on not only supporting Weiss, but making sure he keeps in check. Unfortunately for Weiss (yet fortunately for Cloud's focus), he's going to have to keep supporting her. Tender as his arm was, he can at least lift it up. He can push through as his own endurance remained higher. He quietly thanks the man who comes over with warm bowls of soup for the two. He has less problems holding the bowl up, creamy and rich as it smells...but watching Weiss struggle, his expression falters once more.
The urge to just support her is impossible to ignore. So when she resigns herself to waiting before she can eat? ]
Here...
[ He sets the bowl down in front of him on the floor before reaching over to her lap. ]
No. [ She shakes her head, holding onto the bowl of soup on her lap a little tighter. Her grip isn't as strong, but she'll keep it with her so Cloud can eat. It's not like she's going to grow weaker or anything if she doesn't eat right away. And for all the time that's passed, she doesn't know just how much Cloud's recovered, but she knows he's hungry. He just won't take care of himself. ] I can wait. You can go ahead.
[ Weiss doesn't mind being helped for anything, because she knows it in herself when to ask for help and when not to. One thing is for certain, though. She hates the feeling of being thought of as weak— unable to do anything on her own, or unable to help those around her. She's come so far as to being her own person, and as such, she wants to be out there. It's been far from her thoughts since, but... remembering how she couldn't even help Ruby, Yang, or Blake when they fell...
One look at Cloud, though, and these thoughts disperse. If it was bringing her down earlier? She brushes those thoughts away and replaces them with determination. She's with someone she admires— someone strong, someone she's devoted to, much like how she is with her family. If anything, these past experiences should push her to become stronger, not make her feel weaker. ]
[ Ultimately, he resigns himself. The fact that anything could set him off after what Rubion did, yet he accepts her insistence that he go first? It slowly but surely clicks with him as he reaches back down for his own bowl of soup. Tender as his "bad" arm is from fighting before, his own hold is still much stronger than hers. Granted, he's not the one who got carelessly thrown into an abandoned building... He can only hope that his dreams aren't corroded by his own guilt for long. It's easy to be lifted up when he has someone as strong as Weiss by his side. ]
... I'm gonna be okay. [ It's not just for himself. It's for Weiss to hear too as he holds his bowl, resolute. Only for the blond to let out a huff as he smiles back at her when she apologizes. ] For everyone to see too. You can make it up to me when we're home and better.
[ If the farm and home were still there... For now though, he carefully lifts the soup bowl to his lips and takes a sip. It's not scalding hot, thankfully in part to the thick, creamy nature of the soup. ]
[ She can see from her bowl that it's a mix of a lot of things. There probably wasn't any strict recipe that was followed, so long as it could feed people. Creamy and heavy, with chunks of chicken and beef and all kinds of vegetables. Not bad! But it's definitely very flavourful.
A short while later and Elaine is back, observing the two first before serving them their tea. Ah, Weiss isn't eating because she doesn't have a spoon? Elaine's got a fix for that.
"You should have said something sooner, Weiss," she says, offering the former heiress a spoon. It's clean, and unused! Looks like they had utensils here after all. ]
Oh— that wasn't... [ Why she hasn't eaten yet! But she can't help but laugh a little. You know what? This'll be her reason for letting Cloud eat first. There's no reason for what happened in the battlefield to find its way here. She got hurt, and so did Cloud, but the details of it? Best kept between the two.
The spoon is much lighter though! So, guess what, Cloud? She can eat now! ]
S'like a...cream of chicken? [ A beat. He squints at his bowl. Or rather, the cream-covered brown thing floating amongst the top. ] ...oh and beef.
It's good.
[ Just when he's prepared to take another drink of his soup, Elaine returns with a set of tea for them. It's like they're home...only with more dire straits. If nothing changed, he was either going to insist he fed her? Or get up for a spoon all on his own. Yet sure enough, the blond's eyes light up some when she brings a spoon for the former Heiress. That? Boosts his spirits even more. He doesn't have to be the one doing everything for her...but it's still good to know that despite everything, the woman who took them in hasn't changed much.
And sure enough? He's content with leaving the utensils for others and eating it the old fashion way. ...even if, when he next brings his bowl down from his mouth next, he's got something of a creamy moustache.
Shh. ]
What would we do without her...
[ Probably being forced to take living space from that weird noblewoman who kept eyeing him up. ...or rooming with others that came from this world. He'd take the latter. akfsdjh ]
[ Oh, snrk. Should she say it? A part of her doesn't want to, but... he looks so funny! She's covering her mouth because doing her best not to smile too much. Creamy moustache Cloud is the best thing to happen so far today. Oh, she hopes he doesn't get mad.
... maybe he'll notice on his own???
Even Elaine sees it and isn't saying anything. Ha ha ha! ]
[ He doesn't get it. If he actually grew significant facial hair he might have felt it. But he doesn't. Oh no. Cloud blinks, both realizing Elaine and Weiss look like they're trying to hide something. His cheeks fluster a little, but perhaps because of the company he's with, that doesn't seem to set him off. It seems as if Rubion's curse didn't necessarily invade moments like this. ...that or Cloud didn't get genuinely upset or mad about it. Still. ]
[ At first, it looks like there's some conflict between her and her thoughts. She wants to reach out to him and wipe away his moustache with her hanky, but... if he snaps at her— no, she can't think that. If they're going to move past this, Weiss has to trust in Cloud. The same way she always has.
And so, she takes out her handkerchief from her purse, reaches out to him, arms still trembling. ]
[ His voice trails off when he sees the way her arms are trembling, just in time for him to carefully set his bowl down in front of him. The lightheartedness he'd felt drops as he realizes why her arms continue to tremble. Reminded of what he did... But if he dwells too much on that now? Who knows what he'll be compelled to do? The fighting was, for all intents and purposes, over now. But he didn't know that. For all he knew, he could be going back out there, looking for a fight to avenge someone who didn't even need avenging anymore. But if there's one thing that's keeping him still...it's her voice echoing in his mind.
Telling him not to go. "Don't go." she pleads after what happened below in Lightless.
And when she reaches and manages to get the creamy 'stache off his upper lip, before she can move away? Both his hands settle beneath her forearms before moving up to her own hands. And he holds them there, not really giving a damn whether Elaine sees or not as he gives them a caring squeeze. They're going to support one another through this- but like hell was he going to sit there and let her tremble. ]
[ Weiss gets it, she thinks. That "thank you" isn't just for one small task that Cloud could have done on his own. It means more than that. While she doesn't say "you're welcome", she does give him just a little bit of that headtilt he's grown to be familiar with, coupled with a small and reassuring smile. She'll be here for him, always. Whether because they're happy, or one of them is hurting. Weiss will stick by Cloud no matter what. ]
So... should I ask Elaine to get a spoon for you, too?
[ With the soup moustache wiped away, she lowers her arms slowly. Cloud's helping her, so there's no need to rush. ]
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With how close she is to him, no doubt, he would be able to feel just how quickly her heart is beating now. It's those little things that make her feel so giddy. Even after dating for two years, she still feels like it's the first time she gets to hear it every time. But that's really only because she knows how lucky she is to have him, too. ]
Were you able to get some rest? [ Before she woke up, she means. He... seems tired now, and in pain, so she would like for him to get the rest he deserves. However, the next question to that is. . . ] Did you get to eat anything?
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[ "Did you get to eat anything?" ]
I will in a bit. Don't worry. You're gonna need— [ A beat. ] —ah...
[ That...was his stomach giving a little grumble. That gets his eyes to open back up, though he doesn't think to move as his cheeks redden a little. ]
...
Sleep first. Food second?
[ If they aren't disturbed, that is. Little did they know, was that in the near future, the stakes for this world were only going to escalate with Morgana's influence. In the meantime, he's going to find solace by the side of his girlfriend. ]
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She does want to rest too, and she would like for him to have time to rest and recover. He's not the only one hungry, though. Being asleep and having her wounds tended to also drained a lot of her energy. She, too, is hungry, and wants something very specific. ]
I want some soup... something creamy.
[ Now, she's not going to make him get it for her! But they can look for soup together if he's down with it. ]
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He wouldn't trade this feeling for anything else in the world. Especially for the anger that fueled his soul before. Keep him anchored, Weiss Schnee. Don't ever let him drift away again. ]
Hah... 'Kay. Food first. Sleep second.
[ Scrunching his eyes, he rolls over just enough, shifting into position so that he can give her a proper kiss on the forehead before sitting back up. ]
Can you move? [ ...well enough to walk, he means. ] I'll go find something for you otherwise.
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[ Weiss says it almost immediately, as if scared that she'd be left behind in this place. It would only be for a few minutes while Cloud goes to find food, but... she doesn't want to leave him alone right now. But at the same time? How she sounds like is true. What's happening outside the palace grounds is terrifying. She could truly use some company.
But she won't say those things out loud! For both their sakes. ]
You can't carry two bowls of soup, anyway.
[ Yeah!!! 💦💦💦 ]
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Sure I can. ...then I can't do doors, so...
[ He's the first to his feet, holding his hand out for Weiss to take. She'll find his grip firm, yet not too strong either. His sling is a formality at this point, his bad arm no longer in it and just remaining idly at his side. He can move it! But he can already feel himself getting better by the minute it feels like. Though maybe it's just his own excitement showing in being with her again. She's awake, and here they are...
Step by step. Forward again. ]
Let's go.
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Can't the healers heal your arm properly?
[ So he doesn't have to be in a sling anymore... ]
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They did. [ A beat. ] I think. But...
[ It's a little embarrassing, but, ]
I mentioned it being tender once and they said to wear one.
[ Couldn't be too sure, after all. As of right now? His arm was no longer in that same sling. The fabric just hangs awkwardly off his shoulder for now as his "tender" arm just remains at his side. His cheeks dust red a little as he gives it a look while they walk out onto the castle grounds. The royal guard had aide come for those needing food, shelter and a place to recover from the battle. Fortunately, they were going in the right direction. ]
...should I just take this thing off?
[ Did he just...stuff it in his pant pocket for now? adksfjh ]
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[ ... what is she going to do with this dummy 😫😫😫 ]
What if the healers see you without it on and they scold you?
[ She sure as hell isn't saving your ass, Strife. Rules are rules! But maybe she will save his ass if needed because it's a cute one.
... shh. ]
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[ As for the question she poses him? He almost too quickly has a counter ready. ]
Then I'll say it's already feeling better and they did a bang-up job?
[ As they enter from the brief respite outside, there are various sorts taking refuge inside the castle, while others seem to be waiting in line as a warm, familiar aroma fills the air. They must be close to the soup kitchen that's been set up. As far as Cloud's concerned? He'll keep talking about his arm and the logistics of a bulged pant pocket with used sling wrapping in it. ]
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[ With like. Some weirdass bulge on the side of his pants??? Cloud, you already suck at dressing up. Let's not make it worse. Especially when your girlfriend has pouches clipped to her belts upon belts, anyway. ]
I'll keep it for you—
[ !!! SOUP. She can smell it. There are a lot of people in line, too, but everything smells so savory and nice. Weiss is actually pretty excited, getting to see so many people safe and sound, too. They should wait in line at the back instead of cut in line. These people probably need the food more.. ]
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[ But before he can give up and take that bundled up fabric from his pant pocket, her attention is already taken by the smell of soup. Savory, warm... He might have lost his heightened sense of smell from being a Sanguis, but it almost feels like he still has it, with how strong the aroma was. ...that? Or he's that hungry. Being around a large crowd like this would have worried him. But when he feels that sense of dread build up, all he needs to do is look over at the excited expression on Weiss' face...and it melts away all over again.
Enough so that he even takes her hand in his as he prepares to lead Weiss to the back of the line. Giving it a squeeze, they only get a good few steps away from the side of the line before- ]
[ "Weiss! Cloud!" ]
Uh...?
[ Sure enough, working with other volunteers at the front of the line, a familiar voice and face waves at the couple otherworldly tenants. In one hand is a savory soup ladle hovering over the rather impressive pot of creamy soup, thick chunks of carrots, potatoes, celery, practically the whole damn garden- the culprit of this lovely smelling space. In her excitement at seeing the two safe and sound, Elaine even gestures for the two to come up to the front to see her.
At first, Cloud looks to Weiss with a raised brow, uncertain if they should cut to the front or not... Well. Until Elaine has one of the other volunteers take over for her in dishing out hearty bowls of the soup, so as to not disturb the line. ]
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[ She's so relieved! Weiss had been focusing on Cloud the moment she woke up, but she'd kept Elaine in her thoughts the whole time. When they were asked to help and fight, Weiss didn't have time to get Elaine to safety. She can only hope that the rest of the people working at the farm are safe and sound, too. There will no doubt be losses, and it will all be tragic, but to know that the people she cares about are well and alive is a consolation.
With a sigh, she tugs on Cloud's hand so they can meet Elaine halfway. She's still not as energetic as she normally would be— she did say she was still feeling weak, after all— but she has it in her to lead the way without letting go of the blond's hand. ]
Oh, Elaine, I'm so glad you're okay.
[ She would hug Elaine, but she's a little reluctant to let go of Cloud right now. Elaine seems to understand, though, already looking the two up and down to check on them and their well-being. These two may as well be her children since they live together. Not to mention, they help around far more than her children did, whether it's at the farm or other things.
"We were evacuated by the knights, so all of us here are safe and doing what we can for everyone else," she begins, hands behind her back now as she tries to figure out in her little ol' head what the two have gone through. It's not often Weiss looks tired, and Cloud's always looked stern and standoffish, but he seems a little on the edge. The events happening should put people on edge, but Elaine trusts that the king and the magic of this kingdom would keep them away from more harm now that they're within castle grounds. So...
"I was able to bring my french press with me. You two sit down and I'll pour some tea."
And they can catch up. She'll probably try to get two bowls of soup and some bread for the two, too. ]
I can help— [ "Just have a seat, Weiss," the lady says, a little more firm with her tone. Weiss ends up standing up straight because of that. Ah... to think Elaine would refuse her help! But this is their landlady's way of saying the two need a break for once.
Weiss looks at Cloud so they can follow Elaine to the back. She has a small stack of items, bags and other trinkets from the farm, and she gestures for the two to take a seat. It's on the floor, so it's a little dirty, but it'll have to do for now when most seats are taken already in the big hall. ]
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Good...
[ When Weiss offers to help, this time it's the blond's turn to squeeze her hand. Just when he's about to protest and raise his own voice? Elaine does it for him. Rather comically, the younger Schnee isn't the only one whose back straightens. While she's always been a stronghearted lady, it's also not very often that Elaine takes charge like this either. And though she doesn't even say his name? He can practically feel it being called by her by proxy. Because if Weiss hadn't said anything...he honestly might have offered or insisted too. But he's really not in the mood for fighting over it.
Especially not when he's so uncertain what would happen if something set him off. Instead, he just nods right back at Weiss when they exchange a look. Before he can have a seat on the floor, he supports Weiss by the underside of her arm to help ease her down. ]
Soon as this is over, we'll all head back together.
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[ She may have fallen over already if not for Cloud's help as they sit down. Once they're comfortable though? Weiss inches closer to the blond if it looks like he doesn't mind. She can walk fine, and even though she seems okay, her body isn't at its best just yet. If she has any Aura, her recovery would be a lot quicker. Alas...
She could use someone to lean on right now. Quite literally, in fact. ]
Elaine looks tired, too.
[ It must have been difficult, Weiss thinks. Then again, the situation now isn't the most ideal. All Weiss can do is watch Elaine as she prepares the tea, adding some dried tea leaves into the french press and letting it steep. The man who took over distributing soup to the line comes and offers two warm bowls to both Cloud and Weiss, saying they should eat up before it gets cold. No spoons for Weiss, though. She's going to have to take sips, instead. And she's quick to show her gratitude, arms shaking as she tries to keep her hands on the bowl. It's much heavier than Cloud's hand, so it's a little bit of a struggle up until she lets the bowl rest upright on her lap. ]
I'll wait a little before eating it, [ she tells Cloud once it's just the two of them again. She wants to be confident that she can lift the bowl... ]
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[ She never seems tired. Having a hot cup of tea or coffee in the morning whenever they all run into each other didn't count either. Though she smiles and soldiers on, there's a very noticeable fatigue in her eyes that wasn't there before. If it weren't for his experiences in life leading up to coming here? Cloud may have never thought of planning something to repay her. A vacation. Or offer to take over all her farming and city duties for a day or two. Yet everything remains up in the air about whether or not the farm remains safe or not. Time will tell when they get back.
In the meantime, he's more keen on not only supporting Weiss, but making sure he keeps in check. Unfortunately for Weiss (yet fortunately for Cloud's focus), he's going to have to keep supporting her. Tender as his arm was, he can at least lift it up. He can push through as his own endurance remained higher. He quietly thanks the man who comes over with warm bowls of soup for the two. He has less problems holding the bowl up, creamy and rich as it smells...but watching Weiss struggle, his expression falters once more.
The urge to just support her is impossible to ignore. So when she resigns herself to waiting before she can eat? ]
Here...
[ He sets the bowl down in front of him on the floor before reaching over to her lap. ]
I'll do it.
[ He'll feed her. ]
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[ Weiss doesn't mind being helped for anything, because she knows it in herself when to ask for help and when not to. One thing is for certain, though. She hates the feeling of being thought of as weak— unable to do anything on her own, or unable to help those around her. She's come so far as to being her own person, and as such, she wants to be out there. It's been far from her thoughts since, but... remembering how she couldn't even help Ruby, Yang, or Blake when they fell...
One look at Cloud, though, and these thoughts disperse. If it was bringing her down earlier? She brushes those thoughts away and replaces them with determination. She's with someone she admires— someone strong, someone she's devoted to, much like how she is with her family. If anything, these past experiences should push her to become stronger, not make her feel weaker. ]
I'm sorry I can't feed you this time, though.
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[ Ultimately, he resigns himself. The fact that anything could set him off after what Rubion did, yet he accepts her insistence that he go first? It slowly but surely clicks with him as he reaches back down for his own bowl of soup. Tender as his "bad" arm is from fighting before, his own hold is still much stronger than hers. Granted, he's not the one who got carelessly thrown into an abandoned building... He can only hope that his dreams aren't corroded by his own guilt for long. It's easy to be lifted up when he has someone as strong as Weiss by his side. ]
... I'm gonna be okay. [ It's not just for himself. It's for Weiss to hear too as he holds his bowl, resolute. Only for the blond to let out a huff as he smiles back at her when she apologizes. ] For everyone to see too. You can make it up to me when we're home and better.
[ If the farm and home were still there... For now though, he carefully lifts the soup bowl to his lips and takes a sip. It's not scalding hot, thankfully in part to the thick, creamy nature of the soup. ]
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[ She can see from her bowl that it's a mix of a lot of things. There probably wasn't any strict recipe that was followed, so long as it could feed people. Creamy and heavy, with chunks of chicken and beef and all kinds of vegetables. Not bad! But it's definitely very flavourful.
A short while later and Elaine is back, observing the two first before serving them their tea. Ah, Weiss isn't eating because she doesn't have a spoon? Elaine's got a fix for that.
"You should have said something sooner, Weiss," she says, offering the former heiress a spoon. It's clean, and unused! Looks like they had utensils here after all. ]
Oh— that wasn't... [ Why she hasn't eaten yet! But she can't help but laugh a little. You know what? This'll be her reason for letting Cloud eat first. There's no reason for what happened in the battlefield to find its way here. She got hurt, and so did Cloud, but the details of it? Best kept between the two.
The spoon is much lighter though! So, guess what, Cloud? She can eat now! ]
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It's good.
[ Just when he's prepared to take another drink of his soup, Elaine returns with a set of tea for them. It's like they're home...only with more dire straits. If nothing changed, he was either going to insist he fed her? Or get up for a spoon all on his own. Yet sure enough, the blond's eyes light up some when she brings a spoon for the former Heiress. That? Boosts his spirits even more. He doesn't have to be the one doing everything for her...but it's still good to know that despite everything, the woman who took them in hasn't changed much.
And sure enough? He's content with leaving the utensils for others and eating it the old fashion way. ...even if, when he next brings his bowl down from his mouth next, he's got something of a creamy moustache.
Shh. ]
What would we do without her...
[ Probably being forced to take living space from that weird noblewoman who kept eyeing him up. ...or rooming with others that came from this world. He'd take the latter. akfsdjh ]
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[ Oh, snrk. Should she say it? A part of her doesn't want to, but... he looks so funny! She's covering her mouth because doing her best not to smile too much. Creamy moustache Cloud is the best thing to happen so far today. Oh, she hopes he doesn't get mad.
... maybe he'll notice on his own???
Even Elaine sees it and isn't saying anything. Ha ha ha! ]
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[ He doesn't get it. If he actually grew significant facial hair he might have felt it. But he doesn't. Oh no. Cloud blinks, both realizing Elaine and Weiss look like they're trying to hide something. His cheeks fluster a little, but perhaps because of the company he's with, that doesn't seem to set him off. It seems as if Rubion's curse didn't necessarily invade moments like this. ...that or Cloud didn't get genuinely upset or mad about it. Still. ]
What? What'd I do?
[ Drips into his bowl. dasfkjh ]
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And so, she takes out her handkerchief from her purse, reaches out to him, arms still trembling. ]
Hold still for me. You have soup on your face.
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[ ... OH. ]
Ah- Sorry. Must have been when I...
[ His voice trails off when he sees the way her arms are trembling, just in time for him to carefully set his bowl down in front of him. The lightheartedness he'd felt drops as he realizes why her arms continue to tremble. Reminded of what he did... But if he dwells too much on that now? Who knows what he'll be compelled to do? The fighting was, for all intents and purposes, over now. But he didn't know that. For all he knew, he could be going back out there, looking for a fight to avenge someone who didn't even need avenging anymore. But if there's one thing that's keeping him still...it's her voice echoing in his mind.
Telling him not to go. "Don't go." she pleads after what happened below in Lightless.
And when she reaches and manages to get the creamy 'stache off his upper lip, before she can move away? Both his hands settle beneath her forearms before moving up to her own hands. And he holds them there, not really giving a damn whether Elaine sees or not as he gives them a caring squeeze. They're going to support one another through this- but like hell was he going to sit there and let her tremble. ]
Thank you.
[ Not just for the napkin wipe either. ]
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So... should I ask Elaine to get a spoon for you, too?
[ With the soup moustache wiped away, she lowers her arms slowly. Cloud's helping her, so there's no need to rush. ]
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