( angela has no idea what to say, or even if she wants to respond.
no. she wants to respond. her conversation with jack hadn't helped matters, and whilst perhaps how she'd felt had been ridiculous given that they would come back she wouldn't apologise for caring about her friends. for being hurt when they were.
it takes a little time, a small amount of procrastination in which angela will claim that she was busy (some people are still choosing to fight despite the deaths), but she does give him a response )
Where are you?
( she's not having another one of these conversations through text )
[ There's no argument on Genji's side when it comes to meeting up. He can fully understand why Angela would want to see him in person and verify that he's truly all right, and possibly even run him through a physical exam. He'd been dead, after all. There's no telling what sort of effect that might have. Not to mention that black liquid he'd been coughing up... ]
In my room here. I can meet you out at the courtyard, if that's easier.
[ So many times, she'd been there for him after a mission went south, when he'd been roughed up or injured and needed her care. There's something almost familiar in contacting her in the aftermath of something disastrous. ]
( she didn't want to do this in public. angela leaves her own room now, going over before she has a chance to change her mind. her staff is with her not for him, not (yet) examining him, not until they've spoken first, but for security. her room was safe but it wasn't an item that she wanted to leave anywhere.
it doesn't take angela long to cross to his room, sounding her arrival at the door )
[ It's probably for the best that they do this in private, and so Genji waits as patiently as he can for Angela to arrive. He knows she must be upset, and so there's some anxiety in anticipating her as well. He hadn't meant to worry her like this; he'd truly thought that he and Jack would be able to handle anything that arena threw at them.
Even now, it's surreal to realize that he'd been dead. He's been marked by it in some way, and he still has memories of that vivid dream that had come with his revival. How much does he tell Angela about any of that? He doesn't want to worry her more than he has already.
The knock comes and Genji springs up from his bed, walking over to open the door. Angela's standing there, staff in hand, and ultimately it's just good to see her.
His brow creases as he offers her a tired smile, and says again: ] Angela... I'm sorry.
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no. she wants to respond. her conversation with jack hadn't helped matters, and whilst perhaps how she'd felt had been ridiculous given that they would come back she wouldn't apologise for caring about her friends. for being hurt when they were.
it takes a little time, a small amount of procrastination in which angela will claim that she was busy (some people are still choosing to fight despite the deaths), but she does give him a response )
Where are you?
( she's not having another one of these conversations through text )
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In my room here. I can meet you out at the courtyard, if that's easier.
[ So many times, she'd been there for him after a mission went south, when he'd been roughed up or injured and needed her care. There's something almost familiar in contacting her in the aftermath of something disastrous. ]
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( she didn't want to do this in public. angela leaves her own room now, going over before she has a chance to change her mind. her staff is with her not for him, not (yet) examining him, not until they've spoken first, but for security. her room was safe but it wasn't an item that she wanted to leave anywhere.
it doesn't take angela long to cross to his room, sounding her arrival at the door )
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Even now, it's surreal to realize that he'd been dead. He's been marked by it in some way, and he still has memories of that vivid dream that had come with his revival. How much does he tell Angela about any of that? He doesn't want to worry her more than he has already.
The knock comes and Genji springs up from his bed, walking over to open the door. Angela's standing there, staff in hand, and ultimately it's just good to see her.
His brow creases as he offers her a tired smile, and says again: ] Angela... I'm sorry.