[ She can feel the way Eliot's shaking, notices the way he immediately reaches out to both of them without a even a token grumble about it, and immediately feels guilty. She shouldn't have left, even for a moment. She shouldn't have run away and hidden. Eliot's scared of losing them and she understands, because she's scared of that too. It's why she'd been awake when the fire had started, had been there to wake the other two up so they could get out. Because she hadn't slept. It had seemed much safer to stay up and watch them, to make sure that neither of them disappeared. They couldn't disappear overnight if she was watching them.
Eliot's scared and not hiding it, but Hardison isn't scared now that they're away from the fire. Or maybe he is and he's just lying about it. Pretending not to be scared like Eliot used to pretend not to care. She considers, and decides she's not going to lie. ]
No.
[ It's an answer to both of them at once. Not hurt. Not good. She curls herself in closer to Hardison's chest, to Eliot's hand on her shoulder, and feels them. Solid and warm and real and here.
i blame dw...what do you mean i have to Tell you to track the thread
Eliot's scared and not hiding it, but Hardison isn't scared now that they're away from the fire. Or maybe he is and he's just lying about it. Pretending not to be scared like Eliot used to pretend not to care. She considers, and decides she's not going to lie. ]
No.
[ It's an answer to both of them at once. Not hurt. Not good. She curls herself in closer to Hardison's chest, to Eliot's hand on her shoulder, and feels them. Solid and warm and real and here.
If she stays awake, they'll stay that way. ]