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@wingiby-iggiby
…What is a normal person train of thought like? Is it really like how you read in books? Is that accurate? On the one hand that sounds boring but on the other hand man that would be awesome if my brain didn’t scream in total technicolor 24/7. What is a normal train of thought like? Does that make life easier? What are the pros and cons to that?
@jasmine
Oh Ehud will love Brin! He loves just about any fuzzy animal!

“What can we do_?”
“Uh…me?” Ehud pointed to himself as he shrank back a couple inches and instinctively glanced behind him just in case there was magically some other person she might be talking to. Ax Girl was crying. Why was this still happening to him? This is awkward. At least it’s less awkward when it’s not a grownup venting/showing their real emotions around him. No, seriously, he is the absolute last person you want practical advice him. Why does everyone do this to him, people constantly felt more comfortable just letting him soak all their emotions in…
Ok, she just exhausted so much energy being the tough one for so long and needed someone to take over or give her a break for a while. Different scenario from Erin because she…he didn’t know but it was different. Personally, he felt safer with Ax Girl than Miss Murder. Did she really belong in this sort of life and death situation or was she really shoved into it? This was nerve-racking, he better not steal anything. He could get away with it, it’d be exciting–
“Um…oh, uh, I guess the best thing we could do…if we could get outta here, we’ll probably be safer with Erin cos she’s gotta gun. If we could get some water anywhere around here I can filter it until it’s clean enough to drink.” Ehud rubbed his hand through his hair, mostly to keep his sticky fingers away from somebody’s pockets “Our best strategy would be to re-group and find a safe place to camp for the night…”
He wasn’t really sure what to do with her. She wasn’t one of those naturally pragmatic and tough-as-nails persons who enjoy adrenaline or climbing power rungs or taking advantage of people to live. But she was also used to taking care of herself and fending on her own so it was one of those she’d probably want to be comforted but wouldn’t accept it sort of things. Maybe he should take a course on How To Give Physical Reassurance Without Being Pulverized some time in the near future. Very tenitively, he gave her a friendly jostle.
“Hey, what’s the worst that could happen?”
“We die.” she murmured tonelessly
“That’s not the worst that could happen; we could be seriously maimed, blood everywhere, limbs all across the ground! And then we die.” He chirped, searching her face for signs of delight (sometimes reverse-psychology worked). She was clenching her fist and he wasn’t sure whether she was going to hit him or not.
“Or we could live!” Frankly, so far she was his favorite human in this castle thingy. That didn’t count for much because he was terrified of everyone and everything here but…
In any case, the best way to help her emotionally was to foster letting her work it out on her own terms and maybe to get her talking to get her out of her head. She might want to vent but she might not. He liked her, she was cool
“You and Rosy would get along great.” Oh. He said that outloud. Again. Well shoot, he might as well keep talking if it’ll distract her until she felt more herself. “She’s so self-confident and in control and chill and…” Basically everything he was not. He really missed her.
That wasn’t helpful, that wasn’t going to help Ax Girl who was…actually half-way listening now probably to avoid paying attention to everything else going on. Ehud shook off his train of thought and tried to get back to what he was doing. He really needed to stop calling her Ax Girl. It was embarrassing.
There was this nagging instinct in the back of his mind that she might have lied about her name-which-he-promptly-forgot but he didn’t truth his own instincts enough to bother about that.
“What’s your name?” he asked abruptly