[PCs] team trust no bitch aka team hat aka chuuya & caren

[doublesmall]

[but is it really team hat if only caren has one, though? that's the real question here.

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[sexorcism]

...All right. [Caren flexes her hand, testing the bandages as a far thin lines of red appear on the pink.] This makes it feel realer. We will reexamine things a little later.

[After examining the torn-up pastel abomination of a shirt a while longer and remembering the pile of bloody ashes their clothes later became, Caren follows that up.] I still believe you owe me a new dress.

[doublesmall]

-shit, I do, don't I? We'll have to make one more shopping trip before the week's up. Who knows what we're going to get next time...

[gotta get clothes while the #aesthetic is good!!

chuuya pauses for a moment there, looking her over, before he asks-]

How're you feeling, after today?

[sexorcism]

There isn't anything you have to worry about; please don't trouble yourself asking after me.

[It's a default answer, and Caren seems to recognize this, her gaze sheepishly darting elsewhere.]

I am quite tired. I thought I would be afraid, but I do not even think the opportunity crossed my mind.

[But if the end comes and she was truly wrong about Madara, Caren is prepared to repent for that.]

[doublesmall]

Yeah, adrenaline will do that. Keeps you going so you're fine while everything is happening, then you feel like you could just pass out.

[the small, almost tired grin he gives her says that he's beginning to feel it, too, now that things are calmer.]

We'll have to keep going for a little while tonight, but we can rest after that.

...no regrets?

[sexorcism]

Yes, I am familiar with the feeling, though never quite in a situation like this.

[There are plenty of people to check in with, and she knows the exhaustion they show them will have to be normal tiredness and not anything more severe than that. Caren lingers for a moment, regaining her composure, and then she draws herself up tall.]

I am not sure. For now, I have no way to answer for the mistakes, so I'll have to say...I cannot regret it.

[doublesmall]

... good.

[he reaches up to ruffle her hair, then finally steps away.]

There's no room for regret, all right? It's over now. If we've made a mistake, we're just going to have to live with whatever consequences end up coming.

[sexorcism]

It is as you say: We don't have time for that. Where everything leads us will be answered later.

[For the final time tonight, Caren lets herself look started when he ruffles her hair. The gesture is unfamiliar, and friendly in a way she normally doesn't deal with. Even if he's treating her like a child (she wouldn't suspect him of that), it's more the shock of the action than any emotional response she has that makes her react.]

We should be going soon so Assassin doesn't miss us.