091 - [VOICE]

[thatlibbychick]

Neil, get back to me please. I need to know if you're okay.

I'm helping out in the infirmary, and I want you here with me.

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[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

[Libby doesn't know how to answer that, because sometimes she wonders the same thing. Sure, he needs to break a cycle of self-destructive behavior, but he's not prison material!]

Neil...

[She steps towards him again and enfolds him in a hug. She can't answer his question, not to his satisfaction or even hers, so there's no point in trying. It's not the time for philosophical debates.]

I'm sorry...but I'm going to keep you safe, I promise. Nobody will hurt you.

[getlostforever.livejournal.com]

[He stiffens when she hugs him, but doesn't shove Libby away. Instead, he just sort of endures the physical contact, although he doesn't really welcome it.]

Oh, what, with your gun? [He scoffs, but the bitchiness is mostly half-assed. He doesn't really have it in him right now to push things.]

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

[She continues to hold him, and maybe it's as much for her as it is for him.]

With my life.

[getlostforever.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well... [He's a little deflated. All of his walls seem kind of pointless right now. They're not about to come down, but he's not in the mood to scoff at her, either.] Hope it won't come to that.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I am, but if it does...

[She can't die here when nobody's coming back to life--talk about being cut off from home--but if Neil's in danger, she'll give everything to save him.]

You'll be alright, no matter what.