larue: (004)
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 ([personal profile] larue) wrote 2022-08-24 07:53 pm (UTC)

I'm more concerned for you, Arthur.

[ He gets it. He does. He'd like to go home to a normal life with his mundane family. But he made his choice.

He didn't go home after the car crash. Hasn't been back since; despite all of Cindy's calls and emails. His sister is in college living out her best life. And while his krewe expresses concern for him cutting out everything that made him who he was pre-Bargain, he doesn't know where he could begin to explain that he died and came back. ]


I can fend for myself. There's not much that can knock me down that I won't get back up from. And at best, I'd be banged up—but I'd be able to go back.

[ And while Arthur doesn't seem to be in a mood to listen, he can still drive the point home. ] You're human. You're a lot more fragile than you think.

But we can stay a little longer. [ A nod, to Morgana. ] Just know the moment I smell trouble we'll need to hoof it.

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