Abel Lazarus Abel grimaces. Oops. Maybe he should have tried a Little harder, yeah?
It’s quite alright, Vinzent has slowly gotten to accept his fate… 😔
Abel Lazarus “Yeah, it probably would have been better if they’d let us… At least pick which we were. Or matched it to our personalities.”
“Yeah… I wouldn’t rob but… I’ve… Always hated cops… So, having to pretend to be one instead of having a choice is not fun.”
Abel Lazarus “… Either way. This is a good place to get supplies. Stock up. It’s a lot better than the island was.” For many reasons. “I do… Worry about what other people might be up to.”
“I agree, it is nice. I finally get to eat actual food I want instead of just coconuts.” He sighs at the other people mention. “I do too. I don’t even want to think what some people might want to do in their roles. It’s… I worry about that a lot as well.”
Well, yeah! For now, he’d best to not bring that up, since Vinzent’s still a little… Fragile about that. He has gotten over his biggest fuck-up for now, but… Yessh. He definitely does not want to see Jack for now. And even if he sees Jack from a distance, pretend he doesn’t exist for now.
Abel Lazarus Other people… Well he is thinking they could end up planning something. This would be the best place to get things for a plan. Or. Something for a mistake to happen later.
…
Yeah. That is concerning. Abel’s quietness got Vinzent to look at him with a little worry in his eyes. He doesn’t want this to happen again. It’s been…
Man, it’s been miserable.
Abel Lazarus “I wonder who else is done with the game already.” He isn’t ready to Start a conversation Quite Yet. He’s still thinking of what to Say.
“I have no idea, really. I haven’t bothered to look around who have done their part or not…”
Maybe without realizing it, Vinzent’s hand went reaching for Abel’s. But right as he went close, he stopped.
It’s… He… He needs someone. Just some warmth. It felt lonely.
At least he isn’t lonely now but… He misses that time back when nothing bad happened on the island. He wants that sweet, quiet time again.
Still, at least it’s nice and quiet now… But a little closeness again… It would be very nice. But he didn’t want to overwhelm Abel. That’s why he stopped short. It… He’s tired. He would really like to be held. He doesn’t know what he’s thinking right now. Take it slow. But not too slow.
… Maybe he should really wait. It’s okay.
It’ll be okay. He’s here right now, that’s what matters, no?