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come string some of these rocks if you want

[Emily would rather do it all herself, but she also wants to get this done soon. Glacius deserves it.]

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Sure

[ and, sure enough, she's there not too long after, pushing open the door to the shop slowly and sticking her head in before entering. ]

Hey.

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About fucking time.

[Emily isn't (as) angry with Kate anymore for the whole fog thing, but she's not going to treat her any nicer than she treats her closest friends. Kate may not be a friend, really, but she apologized, so that's something. Besides, if she's friends with Glacius, then she's got at least half a brain.]

Get over here. I already put holes in them. [Everything's laid out on the table, string and scissors and stones, and one completed piece is there too to serve as an example.] Keep them about that long.

wheeeey

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[ When has Kate ever seemed all that bothered about Em's blunt, less than polite way of speaking? All the reaction she gives is a nick of her head in greeting as she studies the pieces for a moment, checking out the example before; ] Got it. [ and she picks up a piece and gets to work. ]

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[They work in silence for a while -- almost total silence, since their crafting isn't very loud, nor is their breathing. Emily finishes two strands of shiny stones (they're going to look so good on the shawl, she really hopes he likes it) before she decides she needs a break from the quiet.]

If the Door is supposed to bring in shitty people, why the fuck id Glacius here?

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[ Kate is quiet at that. She... has an idea why he thinks he might have been brought here, after his monster and after their talk, but it's not her story to tell. And nor does she really think it's enough.

Shitty people is reserved for people like her, really. ]

Ask meself that every time I see him. [ It's what she settles on, anyway. ] Maybe the gods are just lying. [ And she'll definitely go for blaming the gods over saying a word on her own knowledge. Sorry, Em. Nothing personal, she just doesn't want to tell a story he should have the freedom to decide on telling. ]

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Wouldn't surprise me. [She rolls her eyes. As far as she can tell, Glacius doesn't deserve to be here. He's the exact opposite of someone who should be here. Emily, though. Emily deserves this punishment.]

Since you helped, you should probably be there when it's time to give this to him.

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[ That... she hadn't been anticipating or planning on doing, and it shows in the fact that Kate's hands stop, for a moment, in their threading. ]

... Sure. [ she'd like to see his face, actually. ] How long does summat like this take? [ Mainly so she has an idea, but Kate really doesn't have a clue how much effort goes into making something like this, not by hand. ]

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Another few days? [She shrugs.] I'm not, like, an expert at this. [Yet. Garment construction is new to her, and a lot more interesting than she thought it was.]

Anyway, it's only fair, and I don't want to lie to him about how much work I did. [She doesn't want to disappoint the only person not to hate her on the spot.]

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[ nodnod okay then. she's not going to argue, because kate really has no idea at all. like. not even a ballpark of how true or not that could be. so she'll take emily's word for it.

the next statement has kate's face turning a bit more sombre, because: ] Makes you not want to lie, doesn't he? [ even omitting the shit she did in the past, back after their shared dream, was painful to do, no matter how well-intended. ]

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Makes you want to stop being a complete bitch.

[That isn't a dig at Kate -- at least, not on purpose. Because goddamn, exacerbating Sharon's shit was kind of a dick move. But no, this is all about how much of a jerk Emily has been all these years.]

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[ well, kate doesn't take it that way, at least? not because it wasn't a dick move, but because she simply isn't thinking about it, concentrating instead on the little bits of goodness they can manage here and now.

she lapses back into silence, feet tapping out an idle rhythm in their boredom. ] S'pose this shithole let us meet him. [ and others, although right now they're not as important. it's one thing this place gave her, a chance to befriend someone she was quickly coming to trust, likely to eventually consider as close as some of her oldest friends.

it gives her a little hope. just a flicker of something. ]

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Yeah.

[Shifting her gaze, Emily starts to thread some more rocks, slowly, as if every one she picks takes her full attention to thread. It really doesn't make sense to her why Glacius is here, but she's selfishly glad he is, because Kate is right. They got yanked here, and they got to meet him, and he makes Emily want to be better. Only Matt had made her feel that way before, and only since coming here; but without him physically here, she hasn't felt pressure to change. Glacius, by his mere belief in her, fuels her drive to be the best, and in a place where none of what she's proud of back home matters, that's the only thing she has to really strive for, the thing that she truly finds fulfilling.]

It's fucking poetic, if you're into that.

[Matt would say it is. Sam might, too, always looking at things from the bright side of life.]

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[ She snorts. ] Not really. [ into it, that is. But she gets that feeling, the desire to be better. The feeling like you can make up for some of the shit that you've done because Glacius believes you can. Or something. Kate's never really known a person to do that before - even Faith only inspired the idea that their lives, their situation could be better, not that she could seek forgiveness for the shit that she pulled in that situation. The only time she's felt it was in her own clinic work.

Not that she, or Em, probably, would ever say as much about that. ] There enough stones for this? [ she wasn't really sure how many to get. She can always go searching for more. ]

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[That's not a bad thing to agree about. The last thing Emily needs is to be making clothes and such with someone who likes waxing poetic. Ash keeps it under control, and even if she didn't, Emily would tolerate it because it's Ash.

But no one else, holy shit.

At the question, she looks up at what they have left on the table.] We might be short a strand or two. Get more of these, they're perfect.

[She really hopes Glacius likes this.]

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[ Kate nods, mentally noting that. She's still... not entirely okay going to the caves alone, still finds herself hesitant and feels her breath hitching.

But she doesn't have to go that far in, she probably won't see a monster.

Even if she does, combat is worth it. ] Can do.

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[Things about Kate Emily doesn't know, things about Kate Emily doesn't care about. As long as she gets more pretty rocks for GLacius's sash, she's good.

There's another long silence, and after what feels like hours -- when they're nearly done with what rocks they have -- Emily glances up at her, not quite scowling, and murmurs,] Thanks.

[That's all Kate will get, at least for now.]

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It's nothing. [ She threads the last rock before saying that, placing it next to the others with care. ] Have the rest of them tomorrow.

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[Emily's response is just a shrug. She doesn't feel like talking anymore, even if she's over being angry at Kate. There's still a part of her that doesn't trust her, doesn't want her too close to her people. This is almost too much to bear as it is.

But the fact that Kate doesn't push earns her points. Emily can work with that, may even learn to trust her. Being Glacius's friend is a point in Kate's favor, and being willing to help out with this project is another good sign.

When they're done, Emily announces she's heading back to the house to eat, then leaves Kate, not even bothering to ask what she'll be up to. For now, sharing a workspace is enough.]