[She makes a fair point- He knows nothing of her actual life, and he's never even met this man. It worries him that she breaks down so easily, although he stands there haplessly, simply looking up at his coworkers who have moved onto the body. All he can do is mouth, "Not now," quickly, bluntly, in their direction, and focus on the person in front of him.
As a hero, he manages big-picture fights. Lots of enemies, mass casualties, things that are threats to national, international, and even planetary security. Being reassuring has never been his thing. Heroes like Eve or Shrink Rae are better at that, soft at heart and in touch with their emotions, as Rex's sadness has been so much to bear he's almost blocked off all feeling entirely. Anger and bitterness are offensive tools, fiery and easily weaponized, but grief?
Still, he needs to say something. Whoever she may be, he will continue to believe that she never did anything to deserve this in the first place.]
That's fucked up.
[Fukawa earns a small gasp on his end. So she doesn't think there is hope for her.
Her voice and her tears- She is tired of fighting.]
That anybody made you think that? How they could they even...
I've said a lot of disgusting shit in my day, but, hell! So what, 'cause you're not some supermodel, you don't get to ask for the smallest ounce of human decency? The basics?
They're the ones who were wrong for that! Not you.
[She may be strange and constantly have a bone to pick with her world at large and this one too, but it's beginning to sound more and more like there are some very good reasons for that.]
I think everybody needs something like that. The strongest superhero in the world's got a wife and kids to cheer him on! Or, well, my world at least.
[He can't change her situation or her attitude, but what he can do is a hell of a lot simpler. Check in. Make sure she doesn't feel alone, even if he's not her first choice for company.]
But that's what friends are for, right? I know I'm probably not the one you wanted to ask you this, but...
I'm gonna need you to promise that you'll yell at my ass or blow up my phone if you need help, okay? It's not safe here. Fake blood and guts or nah...
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As a hero, he manages big-picture fights. Lots of enemies, mass casualties, things that are threats to national, international, and even planetary security. Being reassuring has never been his thing. Heroes like Eve or Shrink Rae are better at that, soft at heart and in touch with their emotions, as Rex's sadness has been so much to bear he's almost blocked off all feeling entirely. Anger and bitterness are offensive tools, fiery and easily weaponized, but grief?
Still, he needs to say something. Whoever she may be, he will continue to believe that she never did anything to deserve this in the first place.]
That's fucked up.
[Fukawa earns a small gasp on his end. So she doesn't think there is hope for her.
Her voice and her tears- She is tired of fighting.]
That anybody made you think that? How they could they even...
I've said a lot of disgusting shit in my day, but, hell! So what, 'cause you're not some supermodel, you don't get to ask for the smallest ounce of human decency? The basics?
They're the ones who were wrong for that! Not you.
[She may be strange and constantly have a bone to pick with her world at large and this one too, but it's beginning to sound more and more like there are some very good reasons for that.]
I think everybody needs something like that. The strongest superhero in the world's got a wife and kids to cheer him on! Or, well, my world at least.
[He can't change her situation or her attitude, but what he can do is a hell of a lot simpler. Check in. Make sure she doesn't feel alone, even if he's not her first choice for company.]
But that's what friends are for, right? I know I'm probably not the one you wanted to ask you this, but...
I'm gonna need you to promise that you'll yell at my ass or blow up my phone if you need help, okay? It's not safe here. Fake blood and guts or nah...
Can you do that?