[ he recognizes the foxians immediately. jiaoqiu, naturally - but also the woman, from that brief glimpse he risked during the very first execution here. would that make the other that coworker jiaoqiu had talked about?
he's almost worried to reach out, or say anything, for fear of disrupting the dream. it looks so peaceful, and a moment peace is so precious when friends die every week. especially for someone who seems to care so much about those around them. (especially for someone who so frantic about their recent curse.)
...ultimately, he does approach to gently touch jiaoqiu's shoulder. maybe he should sleep in a real bed. ]
[ it startles him - he jolts awake, and the dreamscape vanishes, but not before there's the sound of rattling chains, of someone calling out. save us, save us!
and then it's gone, and jiaoqiu blinks up at laurence, squinting. ]
What? [ it's more of a bwuh what, like. where am i. what year is it. ]
[ the chains, those cries - that makes him flinch. he remembers that from the execution, too. but this isn't about him. he gives jiaoqiu an apologetic look. ]
Sorry. I didn't want to interrupt, but that didn't look comfortable. [ ... ] It did look peaceful, though. You were dreaming of home?
If that's how it was, it's no wonder you miss them.
[ it isn't that hard to imagine, having lived with the same people in the same tower for his whole life. it's probably a little similar to how well he still knows iris, despite years of not getting along. ]
Is your general always that... energetic? She looked fun.
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he's almost worried to reach out, or say anything, for fear of disrupting the dream. it looks so peaceful, and a moment peace is so precious when friends die every week. especially for someone who seems to care so much about those around them. (especially for someone who so frantic about their recent curse.)
...ultimately, he does approach to gently touch jiaoqiu's shoulder. maybe he should sleep in a real bed. ]
Jiaoqiu?
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and then it's gone, and jiaoqiu blinks up at laurence, squinting. ]
What? [ it's more of a bwuh what, like. where am i. what year is it. ]
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Sorry. I didn't want to interrupt, but that didn't look comfortable. [ ... ] It did look peaceful, though. You were dreaming of home?
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Oh... yes. I must've been. You saw some of it, I assume. It's alright, I don't mind. I miss it.
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[ first emotions and now thoughts and dreams. absolutely hateful. ]
Your friends, too, right? I don't think I've seen you that happy before.
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Yes, that was... Feixiao, and Moze. My General, and her left hand. It was good to see them again, if only for a moment.
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[ hopefully. ]
...Are they always like that?
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[ rubs at his chest absently. missing them sort of feels like a physical wound, sometimes. ]
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So... comfortable, I guess. Like nothing mattered but being there with you guys.
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[ it isn't that hard to imagine, having lived with the same people in the same tower for his whole life. it's probably a little similar to how well he still knows iris, despite years of not getting along. ]
Is your general always that... energetic? She looked fun.
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She is, yes. She's the boldest woman I've ever known. [ fondly. ] It can be exhausting, to follow after her. But I always will.
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Well. Some people are worth following anyway, aren't they? Or so I've heard.
It'd be fun to meet her someday, I think.