#undepth

“—your place is nice.”

“You know what I meant. Here, I am just — speaking in metaphor. Okay? There’s no need to mock me.”

So she does think a lot about what they’ve been through and who they’ve heard, but it’s a very passive, back-of-the-head thing. Sometimes it’ll affect her physically, but she likes the things she does with jack to unwind/cope. 

the question slides out of lee like runoff. directionless. natural. in the way that it could just as well have been his hands the feeling migrated to. he wishes it was, instead. he could cup eden’s face like an unkilned vase with his palms and press his thumbs to their temples and let them feel the wet weight of years between them. delicate and building. he would hold their face and their gaze until they could sense which direction his fingerprints swirl by impression alone. all it would take is a lifetime. give or take. time is a measurement he consistently forgets the units for. but the feeling does not go to his hands. lee knows this will happen. he does not know, with certainty, why he is asking. he thinks, he wants eden’s company. that’s a type of knowing: want. unreliable yet whole. lee rocks the keylid of his old piano open then closed, over and over, cyclical, busying his hands. the keys have been out of tune for years. he does not remember what a true clair de lune sounds like. lee watches eden. eyes drawn to every movement of theirs. or perhaps the better word is waits. as though he is the distance waiting to encroach. or to be encroached upon. he wants to know how they feel. or, he knows to want how they feel. he feels both of these concepts simultaneously. he tries to feel how he feels about eden only now but distant years swell up like waterlogged floorboards loosened from their foundation. it is dizzying. the keylid thuds shut. he can’t parse all of the present feelings from the future. he needs to remember to stop trying. he rubs his eye socket with his knuckles. he smiles at eden, to reassure them. he’s unconvinced it works. but the act of trying is the best kindness he can give.

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