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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[getlostforever.livejournal.com]

What... [Neil recoils away from Libby, as though by bringing him this news, she's somehow endangering him. He doesn't even know the men who died, really. Seen Billy around, sure, but barely ever talked to the guy. Blonsky was barely even a face to him. But still, he'd seen them, practically daily. These were people he shared this stupid, fucked up boat with, and they were butchered and cooked, like this was a scene lifted from a 70s cannibal movie.]

No. No. [He looks away from Libby, at some dark wall, his expression grim, before cracking the smallest of smiles and letting out a bitter, humorless laugh.] They were cooked? [He looks at her.] What kind of fucked up nightmare is this place?! What am I doing here? Seriously, what the FUCK am I doing here?

[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.