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(Abby does a little gasp.) He said he loves you?

(No, that's so different!) I thought you guys were only fucking, I didn't — that's so cool.

I said it first and he said thank you,

( but she sounds smug, so it might not have been the only thing she said that shorted out his brain at the time, )

I fucked him about it when he said it, so. No, I mean—

( an exhale. she sounds lighter than she has done; happy. )

He said— that when I died at Granitefell it was unbearable. That he decided not to bear it. We've... he's been essential to me. Before I blew him.

( but don't worry, she got to that. )

(Abby is trying to construct the timeline in her head, but only for a moment. She gives up quickly. The Granitefell thing... that is actual romance. Just hearing it makes her feel kinda funny, it's so private, like something out of a book. She doesn't know what to say for a moment; before she was reacting to something almost insubstantial and now, suddenly, it's a whole thing. It's I love you and it was unbearable when you died at Granitefell, what the hell.)

So — a spring wedding?

(this is what you get)

( it makes her laugh again, which probably at least means they're not going to dwell on that time they died. )

Lexie had to keep me drunk enough not to run and not so drunk I fell over at the last one.

( had to tell her she's allowed to let her heart stop hurting, too; that she's allowed this. )

Edited (everything doesn't need an emdash) 2024-03-21 09:58 (UTC)

(Abby so wants to know more about all of that, but she is savvy enough to know it isn't the right time to be asking about it. Maybe later, maybe never, doesn't really matter. She's started walking again as she talks, by the way, to keep her muscles warm.)

Are you guys gonna go public?

It's not a secret, ( thoughtfully, ) though I'm not planning a grand crystal announcement.

Bit much.

I wanted to tell you. Lexie. Loxley, so he can tell me he told me so for all the times he's told me to stop being dramatic and unkind to myself.

Maybe not Loxley, ( mostly a joke. )