video ● tenth reflection

[straying]

[At first, she's quiet for a little while. She opens her mouth as if she knew what to say before but now that the camera's rolling, she's second-guessing it. And so there's a pause before she starts talking.]

Matthew's gone.

[... and she looks a little confused, as if she never expected to say those words. They sound so foreign.]

... sheesh. Can he ever leave without causing me problems?

Well, now you know.

[A bit of a shrug and she ends the feed.]

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[aimforthesun.livejournal.com]

[Her words don't register immediately. And when they finally do, it still doesn't quite sink in. Instead, he just stares, because Matthew can't be gone—that has to defy a rule there somewhere. Matthew's been here from the start, like him. He can't be here when Matthew's not.

It just... doesn't make sense.]

What?

[His mind's not capable of forming something more intelligent right now.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[... awww, Billy. Yeah, her reaction was much the same when he didn't show up at some point in her day and then when she went to call him, his name wasn't there. Very 'what?'-worthy.

Still, she has to convince herself that it doesn't matter to her. Better to think that he doesn't matter to her. So all you get is a shrug.]

Yeah. Pretty weird, huh?

[She laughs.]

[girlpowertouka.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, Saya-san.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She tilts her head at that.]

... for what, exactly?

Well, whatever it is, don't apologize. Not your fault, I'm sure!

[countrybeloved.livejournal.com]

[Silence]

... Sorry to hear that.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[A wry grin.]

You and me both.

I think this place just got a bit more boring.

[ceruleanvices.livejournal.com]

Damn.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[siiiiigh]

Tell me about it.

[tsujihi.livejournal.com]

A friend? I'm sorry to hear that.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Friend?

[She repeats it like it's in a foreign language. Some silence for a while before she laughs in realization.]

I guess he was my friend. Well, it's okay. No need to be sorry. I'm just fine.

[princessmayor.livejournal.com]

... I'm sorry, Saya.

Will you be all right? You two seemed pretty close.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[The response is automatic.]

We weren't, really. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary.

[Because sharing apartments (in the barest sense of the word "sharing") and seeing each other every day and weekly fancy dinners are totally the norm.]

Look at it this way! There won't be any more messes to clean up for a while.

[ninjaservant.livejournal.com]

[well. this is a surprise. very unexpected.]

...I'm sorry, Saya.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Obiiii... Please don't say that.

[There's a whine in her voice and it's pretty clear that she's getting tired of the sympathy.]

[shard-finder.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry Saya.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She's getting sick of hearing that. So she sighs.]

Don't be sorryyyyyy.

I'm fiiiiiine!

If anything, things'll be better off this way. I don't have to spend my day chasing around a stupid thief or have my nights interrupted whenever he feels like breaking in because he's bored.

See? Better for me now that he's gone! Really!

[She's spent a lot of time coming up with this argument. Can you tell?]

[ctrlaltdemon.livejournal.com]

Ah, that sucks...

You sure you're okay?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

It kinda does, I guess.

But yeah, of course! Don't know what ever implied otherwise.

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[twotimingmutt]

[Have an eyebrow raised at you.]

You sure you're doin' all right?

[video]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[He gets a smile and it's only a little bit emptier than the usual.]

Of course. Why would I have any reason to be anything but all right?

[Video]

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

Saya...

[A thought to himself. And then...]

... What kind of ice cream do you like?

[Video]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She quirks an eyebrow before laughing a little.]

Vanilla.

But I swear Sora, if you're offering me ice cream out of pity, save it.

[pristinestar.livejournal.com]

Saya...

[a kicked puppy look ;;]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[... that look. ;;]

Awww Red, don't give me that face.

[first_scorned]

[ ... Fffff, it's barely a mumble. ]

I suppose that just leaves me.

[ Yes, he's concerned about it, okay. ]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[And now she's amused, because she was just talking with Matthew about how he had to be there for Naoya in her place. Leave it to him to skip out on responsibility.]

Hope you're not too lonely without him, Naoya?

since we don't ever tag, man--

[livedagain.livejournal.com]

A friend of yours?

[He's curious -- about the people here, about the places they go, about everything really.]

what's up with that anyway

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[A bit of a shrug.]

You could look at it that way, I guess.