[ Lying. the words die on his tongue and he shakes his head. They're probably not lying, but they're wrong, and he needs to stop them. He can hear how close Zell is to falling apart. ]
And how do you know that for a fact? And worst case scenario, they can at least keep you holed up in a room! That'd be better than you running off!
[ No way to stop things from happening. No way to help him stop from killing anyone. Zell and Kunsel would fight through the symptoms if it meant keeping them both on a tight leash, right? ]
[ He wants to say something better, something that will actually help. ]
-Don't listen to them. Block 'em out, sing, whatever you have to do. They're wrong. They're wrong
[ Because they hadn't been lucky. Any of them. But Jim's determined to protect what good has come of this place, and he's already moving. His sail, streaked with blood, unfurls in the sunlight and he takes off without another thought. ]
[ He wants to argue, but he knows Jim is right. That's all he can really do. That's all he's been able to do. Feeling the tears run down his face as he hugs tablet close. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I can wait.
[ Swallowing back the emotions as he looks back towards the rows of substitute pews and the abstract eye symbol with blood. ]
I'll try to wait.
[ For a moment, he wonders how much of him would be left for Jim when he returns to normal.
It's only been a couple of days. This thing only has a couple more days left, right? ]
[ It's not a suggestion, or a platitude. Jim almost sounds like he's begging, now, and that same refrain is rasping between his every breath. Alone, abandoned, alone, alone, worthless - ]
[ He needs him to wait. He needs him to be there and the same. A part of him wants to yell about how it's unfair. How Zell needed Jim not to take off in the first place. Not in the way he did. Leaving him alone and very confused. That a stretch of time elapsed and Jim still didn't come back. That Jim lied and took off like that...
What about what Zell needs or wants? What about keeping promises or even trying to communicate?
He couldn't hide the sob that did manage to come out. Can't hide the sound of him hitting the door one last time.
Zell is quiet for a bit. Quiet, as he holds his breath until the emotions shaking his core and body calm down. Gasping for air once he needs to breathe and then nodding at the tablet, despite the other being unable to see him. ]
Yeah. [ His voice is raw. ] Yeah, I'll be the same. I'll wait however long it takes.
[ Jim thought he was helping. He thought he could give Zell something to hold on to, something to work toward, something that might make him feel less helpless in the midst of this horrible situation.
But maybe he's not thinking of Zell at all. It's hard to, through the pain and the panic that this is permanent. His body's changed into something Zell could never love, his mind is overtaken by a force he can't explain, and nothing is right. He just wants one thing - one person to be right. ]
I don't know how much longer I'll be able to talk.
[ Zell's right is crumbling. Looking at the screen of the tablet to try to glean what he could. To try to pick out his boyfriend in the darkness. Tracing out his form as best as he could. ]
It's. It's okay. I have- [ Swallowing as he looks to the patchwork creature lingering by. Then looking beyond him to the stairs he came down. ]
Morph and Mochi are looking after me.
[ But there is a longing in his voice. A loneliness there that's making it hard to keep things together. They aren't the ones he want beside him. ]
Love you, Stars. You know...[ His voice breaks there. ]
[ He stops at the don't let them take your light...
He's not really sure he can make promises, but Jim needs him. Jim is on his way and he needs him to be whole. Clenching his fist for a moment as he nods. ]
I'll do my best. Stay safe, Stars.
[ And with that he leaves the tablet behind to head out of the bathroom. Before Jim hangs up, he can probably hear the accusations grow louder. Insults at mixed in and there is the sound of something thudding loudly against the floor. A body falling perhaps? ]
Of course you can. It might take a few to get to him.
[ Realizing with a twist of his gut that both animals are probably super worried after he took off down the stairs like that. Breezing past the anomaly and actively ignoring him as he heads back up the stairs, albeit slowly.
Talking is hard. Hard without giving away just how much this hurts on the inside. Humming softly to give him something to focus on. The song should be familiar, because it's something Jim taught him.
Morph meets him three-fourths of the way up, having likely flown down to check on Zell. ]
[ The sound spurs Jim on. He's moving faster than his surfer could take him back home, flying with the power of sunlight.
Unfortunately, there's an obstacle in his way.
It doesn't take long to deal with, but it's still too long, and he's so afraid that he's too late. Zell will be gone, or like him, by the time he gets there - ]
[ He sees Morph scooting in close to the screen as Jim's voice comes clearly across. Looks like the guy is pretty eager to be helpful. Zell knows that feeling. Zell closes his eyes and pictures Jim's expression as he talks to Morph. He can almost see it...
And then Jim's next set of words causes him to look up again. He can see Morph looking at him with determination. Covering his mouth as he starts to cry again, but this time because he knows he's loved. This time because Jim is making sure he's taken care of in the only way he can. Wiping away the tears as he tries to smile at the pink blob who is probably communicating her understands in his own way. A new way without his transformation abilities.
[ It's much later than either of them thought by the time Jim gets there. When Jim arrives, he may see a small amount of blood on the floor that looks like it could be from earlier today. There is a couch pushed in front of one of the doors, where a constant stream of whispering can be heard.
The other room in the suit is closed, but there is nothing barring the way.
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