Low points in high places [Tagging Verity]

[rogueinladysclothing]

Apologies are not something that come easily for Amelia, especially when they're deserved. True, she's only managed one true apology when several are needed, but she finds waiting for resolution after the fact to be even worse.

She hardly goes out anymore. The Fox and Crosier has all the essentials for living, so her only reason for visiting the Commercial District or the Forum is pure curiosity, but even that's in short supply these days. The weight of her actions, of the consequences of a poorly made decision, rest heavily on her. Most hours of the day are spent in the yew tree outside her window, trying to figure what to do next, debating if it's worth going out into public.

On yet another warm and pleasant afternoon, it's in those tree branches that Amelia finds herself. Dressed in the clothes of Verity's world, her hair down, her hair pin being turned over slowly in her hands. She looks as terrible as she feels, but as no one comes to see her here, she doesn't really care.

Someday, she's going to be embarrassed about her current appearance, especially the fact that her hair is full of leaves from the tree.

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[brave_heart_verity]

She nods, accepting the trade. It's very fair. "Feeling better now that you've eaten?"

[rogueinladysclothing]

"A bit, yeah. I could use some more sleep, though. I suddenly feel like I haven't slept in days, even though I haven't done much of anything in that same time." It's another feeling she'll have to work through over the next few days while getting the whole therapy thing sorted.

[brave_heart_verity]

"Some kinds of sleep is more restful than others. I wouldn't be surprised if you need a lot more rest than you've been getting."

Once the bill comes and the rest of her pizza is slid into a box, she sets down some money. Nexus currency: bills, coins, a shiny rock, a couple of shells. It's very confusing sometimes, but it covers the bill and a tip.

"We should both get some rest soon." If only it were so easy.

[rogueinladysclothing]

The currency thing is one of those mysteries Amelia's momentarily given up on trying to solve. She has more than enough gold, silver, and copper pieces to cover everything she could possibly need for months. And if she keeps taking jobs for Schön, that time could extend out infinitely. Up until the day she ever gets home, that is.

"There will be other days to catch up and figure things out." She gives Verity a small, tired smile before standing and offering her hand. "Walk you back to your place?"

[brave_heart_verity]

She's probably got the right idea. Verity's more easy-going about the kinds of change she's given. But she's also planning to be a long-term resident.

"It's pretty out of your way," she points out, taking Amelia's offered hand. "Let's walk to the bridge together, then you can head back to the inn and relax."

[rogueinladysclothing]

There's no disagreement with Verity's suggestion - she's got no more fight left in her today. "That sounds fair."

She's not going to have much to say as they make their way to the bridge at a leisurely pace. The sudden weight of her exhaustion is making it difficult to think and she vaguely wonders if she'll even manage to get out of bed at all tomorrow. It's not until they're almost all the way to the bridge that she has anything of significance to say.

"So... I need to find someone to talk to about all of this. Any idea where to start?"

[brave_heart_verity]

Companionable silence is rarely a burden for Verity. Neither of them has the energy to try and keep up a conversation, that's clear.

"Hmm. Usually, I'd ask my doctor for a referral, but I haven't found one of those around here yet either. Schön might have some ideas. He knows where to find things."

[rogueinladysclothing]

"That will be an... interesting conversation to have with him." She expects an eyebrow raise in response, so she adds, "We had a rather intense argument a few days ago." It wasn't really a fight, considering how Schön handled it. And how it ended. The memory still gets a sigh, considering how terribly she behaved.

[brave_heart_verity]

"Oh, don't be so sure. He might be proud of you for taking the initiative to look for help." She gives Amelia's hand a little squeeze. "And he's your employer. It's in his own best interests to make sure you're healthy."

[rogueinladysclothing]

"I hope you're right." The idea of going to Schön is scary, but to do what needs to be done, she'll go to him. If she even so much as thinks about putting it off, Verity will know, which is another convincing factor to go.

When they reach the bridge, Amelia stops and reluctantly lets go of Verity's hand. "Thanks for everything today, Verity. I... I can't even begin to explain how appreciative I am. Really." There's a small smile to go along with that.

[brave_heart_verity]

She hopes she's right, too, and knows better than to say that out loud. Better to give Amelia's hand a squeeze and the rest of her a smile. "You're welcome. And thank you for your help too. And sweet dreams." Maybe things will look better in the morning.

[rogueinladysclothing]

"Any time, Verity. If you ever need me, you know where to find me. Good night." It feels odd to say in the bright light of the Commercial District, but it means Verity gets an even bigger smile before Amelia turns and heads back to the inn. With any luck, they'll both feel a lot better in the morning.