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lsjdf that icon makes me laugh every time i see it

[warbirding]

She gives him a small smile in return. "Tony."

And then she looks him over, checking for anything out of the ordinary. One can never be too sure what will happen to one's bro while one's bro is imprisoned with things in his brain. Sufficiently assured that he's okay, she lets her smile turn more genuinely amused.

"Do you need me to close the shower curtain so you have some privacy?" Sometimes having the bathroom as the easiest place to avoid cameras sucks.

It's just so ridiculous I love it

[liverletdie]

"I think I can hold it. How long were you waiting?" he tips down the toilet seat, and sits down, propping his arms on his knees, watching her. Looking for signs of duress or problems.

"How is everyone?"

C:

[warbirding]

She looks tired, a little worn around the edges. It's not caused by anything in particular, just time and the war slowly eating away at her. But she can still smile around him, so it's not all bad.

"Not long. Maybe an hour," she says with a shrug. "And everyone's doing well." As well as they can be doing, anyways. "Francis has hit the part of childhood where he refuses to eat bread crusts."

[liverletdie]

"Oh, the part where you start to cater to his specific needs, huh?" Tony never really did...get children very well. Not that he didn't want to meet Francis, but how he would act? Uncertain.

"At least they're good. How are you though, really?"

[warbirding]

Her smile dims as she leans back against the wall of the tub. There's no use in pretending if he's asking questions like that. And besides, this is Tony. He's the only one left she trusts with just about everything.

"It gets a little harder each month," she says, shrugging one shoulder, "I'm not giving up, but I'm tired of all of this shit."