It's a bit different for me and Jon. I had my mum to take care of growing up. She was really sick in a lot of ways, so there wasn't much time for other things... friends. Mostly it was school and home. Then work and home. I liked the people at work. They were nice... but when you can't really go out with them or tell them much about your life, your hobbies, it's hard to get close.
[It's strange to be telling this to a young girl, but Ange feels like she gets a lot of things some of the other people here just... can't. And if his experiences can help her, that wouldn't be so bad.]
Have you ever felt like you were alone in a crowd of people? Just... unseen? That's sort of what things were like for me before Jon. He always made me feel seen. [Martin huffs a laugh and then starts coughing again.] Even when he was yelling at me. At least I knew he was paying attention.
[ Ange really isn't too sure how she feels about Jon yelling at Martin. He better watch his back!! But maybe it's just how things naturally evolved or something, and Martin is so obviously in love with the guy that she doesn't want to really question it.
But it's true that she can understand it. Not necessarily from personal experience, since the way she grew up was miserable for entirely different reasons. But having experienced that misery in general - it makes it so much easier to imagine how others might feel when they have a rough time. Or just a busy time, in Martin's case. ]
I'm.. I'm glad he made you feel that way. [ She slowly says. Martin deserves as much. He deserves to be seen. ] How did you get to know him then, even though you had so little time..?
Um... if I'm being honest? Most of getting to know him day-to-day has been here in Deerington. We'd only had a couple of weeks together before we woke up in the town. It's been a bit of a learning experience for the both of us. Didn't really expect to be figuring out a new relationship around... everything that happens here. But I think we're managing.
[Martin coughs again and takes a few wheezing breaths. This is the most he's talked in a while.]
At home, we ended up in some tight spots and he opened up to me. It's how I figured out he's like a cat in some ways. Takes a while for him to warm up and he can be moody, but he's a sweetheart when you get past all that, down to what makes him tick.
I can't even imagine trying to manage a new relationship around here.
[ As if Deerington itself isn't already bad enough, with the constant monsters and horrors. Trying to figure out a relationship here, right off the bat? That's like playing this whole thing on hard mode. ]
You guys must have been working hard on it. [ Or, maybe moreso Martin than this other guy, judging by what he's saying right now - but if it's a relationship, then surely it takes mutual effort from both sides, she thinks. ]
[ The moment he asks that question, Ange's cheeks grow red in shame. In realisation. ]
Oh-- I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have kept you occupied for so long.
[ Not while Martin is in this state. Only barely back from the dead, clearly sick, exhausted.
It instantly makes her fuss. ] You should go lie down in bed. Do you need me to help you get there? Or bring you anything else? I can leave after that, so you can get some rest.
[ Ange grabs one of the glasses, starting to fill it up with water. She lets out a small, almost amused sound when she hears him speak like that from the sofa - since it's death flu, he should hopefully be okay again soon, even though it's obviously having some impact on him if he's getting kind of delirious. (It's kind of cute, and would be cuter if the cause of all of this wasn't so sad.)
She returns over towards the sofa, putting the glass down within reach for him. ]
I won't. [ Forget the gifts, that is. ] Please take care, alright? Hopefully you'll feel better soon.
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Date: 2021-02-24 03:57 am (UTC)[It's strange to be telling this to a young girl, but Ange feels like she gets a lot of things some of the other people here just... can't. And if his experiences can help her, that wouldn't be so bad.]
Have you ever felt like you were alone in a crowd of people? Just... unseen? That's sort of what things were like for me before Jon. He always made me feel seen. [Martin huffs a laugh and then starts coughing again.] Even when he was yelling at me. At least I knew he was paying attention.
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Date: 2021-02-24 09:51 am (UTC)He better watch his back!!But maybe it's just how things naturally evolved or something, and Martin is so obviously in love with the guy that she doesn't want to really question it.But it's true that she can understand it. Not necessarily from personal experience, since the way she grew up was miserable for entirely different reasons. But having experienced that misery in general - it makes it so much easier to imagine how others might feel when they have a rough time. Or just a busy time, in Martin's case. ]
I'm.. I'm glad he made you feel that way. [ She slowly says. Martin deserves as much. He deserves to be seen. ] How did you get to know him then, even though you had so little time..?
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Date: 2021-02-27 10:55 pm (UTC)[Martin coughs again and takes a few wheezing breaths. This is the most he's talked in a while.]
At home, we ended up in some tight spots and he opened up to me. It's how I figured out he's like a cat in some ways. Takes a while for him to warm up and he can be moody, but he's a sweetheart when you get past all that, down to what makes him tick.
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Date: 2021-02-28 03:42 pm (UTC)[ As if Deerington itself isn't already bad enough, with the constant monsters and horrors. Trying to figure out a relationship here, right off the bat? That's like playing this whole thing on hard mode. ]
You guys must have been working hard on it. [ Or, maybe moreso Martin than this other guy, judging by what he's saying right now - but if it's a relationship, then surely it takes mutual effort from both sides, she thinks. ]
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Date: 2021-03-04 04:01 am (UTC)[He slumps a little more on the sofa.]
Would you mind if I sort of... lie down a bit? Sorry.
[It's more a courtesy to ask because it's happening whether she agrees to it or not.]
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Date: 2021-03-04 04:57 pm (UTC)Oh-- I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have kept you occupied for so long.
[ Not while Martin is in this state. Only barely back from the dead, clearly sick, exhausted.
It instantly makes her fuss. ] You should go lie down in bed. Do you need me to help you get there? Or bring you anything else? I can leave after that, so you can get some rest.
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Date: 2021-03-09 05:04 am (UTC)[At least until someone a little more substantial than Ange comes by. He supposes he needs to give her something to do, though.]
Could you get me a glass of water while I get settled, maybe?
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Date: 2021-03-09 03:01 pm (UTC)[ In fact, she's already standing up as she says those words, looking over to see where to get some water here. ]
I'll grab you that and then I'll get going.
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Date: 2021-03-12 05:29 am (UTC)[Martin lists further to the side until he's lying down on the sofa. The kitchen is nearby and she'll find clean glasses in a drying rack.]
Why did you come over again? I've... I think I've forgotten.
[He feels so out of it, he can't remember a lot of what they've talked about already.]
Gifts. The gifts. Don't forget to take those?
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Date: 2021-03-12 07:30 pm (UTC)She returns over towards the sofa, putting the glass down within reach for him. ]
I won't. [ Forget the gifts, that is. ] Please take care, alright? Hopefully you'll feel better soon.
[ Ange grabs the gifts, says a last: ]
See you later, Martin.
[ And with that, she walks out of the door. ]