"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
[ She's wondering the same thing, honestly. Not that she'll ask-- Yuri can do what he wants, and it's not like Yang is going anywhere. So she'll just settle back to stare at the wall. ]
[this is fine. yuri's gonna yuri, so about an hour later he'll show up (and let himself in, because whatever, he does what he wants).]
Hey, Yang! I'm here! [in case she didn't hear him enter. he's prepared, too. it would've been a waste to make everything at his place and bring it over, so he's got everything he needs to make sliders and fries—simple and easy to eat. he'll just help himself to using the kitchen and hope she decides to either respond or show her face.]
[it's not exactly why yuri's here, but he'll still kneel down to give zwei some love.]
At least someone around here hasn't forgotten how friendly greetings to the guests works. [he jokes, quietly. obviously, he knows it's too serious for all that, but yuri deals how yuri deals.]
You think you'll be able to get Yang to come out and pay a visit to the kitchen?
[ Well, he could try, but Yang doesn't really move these days. So Zwei's ears droop a little (although his stubby tail is still wagging, because he's great at multitasking). ]
[he expected at much, but... well, it's yuri. he's not going to just sit and take this situation either. too many people are definitely worried about her right now for that. with a small pat to zwei's head, yuri will stand back up so he can get to work.]
How about this, then. You stay in here, we tackle it together. And... maybe you get some of the scraps. [sweet talking the dogs like a true dog owner.]
[ ... Well, it works. Zwei releases a rather joyful bark and rolls back to his feet to run circles around Yuri. Helping out one of his family members and getting free food, this seems like the best situation to him! ]
maybe yuri still have a mild, vain hope that the smell of the food will draw yang out, but regardless, he's getting to work. there are tiny burgers to be made, and fries to go along with that. naturally, any extras on the beef that get cut off to fit the bun with go to zwei.
obviously, yuri's done this a few times. mostly because it's a quick and easy meal—bless yang's taste, because even though he'd still go out of the way to make something she likes, when it's something he's adept enough at, it helps.
there won't be too long of a wait, probably indicated by the scent of meat grilling and potatoes frying that will surely waft out of the kitchen and towards yang's room.]
[ In all truthfulness, she'd known Yuri had showed up the instant Zwei had gone trotting out to greet him. The smell just confirms it, and while her stomach growls slightly, Yang... remains where she is.
Remembering how to socialize is kind of hard these days, and she's still not really sure she wants to. ]
[well, what she wants and what she probably needs are two different things, and as much as yuri "lone wolf" lowell acts like being alone when everything sucks is good for him.
he knows it's not, and he knows it can't be for her, either. so once the food is done and plated, he'll knock on her door—he's got enough decency to not barge in, at least.]
Got a quality lunch delivery for one Yang Xiao Long here.
[that's really more for zwei than for yang, but if she hears it? he's not going to fuss much about it. it just means there's not much hesitation in him entering the room and making his way to her.
and in typical yuri fashion, he elects not to gawk or focus on the bad. instead, he'll look at her—but not in that way where it seems like he's avoiding looking at her arm—he's just looking at yang as he ever would.]
Sliders and fries okay with you? [sure, he's got more important things to say, but first comes the conveying that he's not going to coddle her or treat her differently because of what happened. that's not his style, even if the lunch is still some kind of vague attempt and trying to help.]
... [ Not that she's eaten a whole lot lately, but she'll nod. Even with Yuri looking directly at her, like nothing's changed, it's hard to maintain eye contact. Things have changed, and sooner or later, they tend to be remarked upon. Yuri really doesn't seem like the type, but she's not sure if that'll last. ]
[things have changed, but yang is still yang; he's not going to ever treat her like a different person just because of the things that happened.]
I'm gonna just take that as a yes. [since she's not doing too good at the speaking thing here. he'll put the plate down within her reach, so yang can eat at her own pace. but if she keeps up with the total silent treatment, it's just going to give him all the more reason to have the conversation he was beginning to suspect would be necessary much sooner than intended.]
I didn't, but I'm not gonna walk in the door with a million questions sitting on my tongue, either.
[especially when yuri knows that he's probably going to say things she doesn't want to hear. he did it with ruby too, but now that he's seeing the state yang's in... he knows it'll be tougher to get through to her.]
[ So much "YANG WHAT HAPPENED", or they'd asked Ruby, she knows... it's the last question she wants to hear lately, because there's too much to tell and she doesn't really know how much of it matters. ]
You should know by now that I like to go against the grain.
[which is to say that it's obvious he's in the minority. he always is.]
No point in asking what happened or why. [partially because ruby told him, but that's barely even a factor.] Ain't my business. Besides, even I've got a little more tact than that.
[he'll talk about it openly, but he's not going to ask what happened, or if she's okay.
he's not going to ask if she'll be okay, because yuri's making that choice for her on his own. as yuri does.]
[ A part of her is grateful, really. But the rest of her is still so tired. Of what used to come so easily to her. The banter, the socializing. Everything. ]
[ Yang only looks at him, then, leaning back against her propped-up pillows. Zwei will also come trotting in to leap up on the bed, a rather impressive feat for a dog with such stubby legs. ]
[it's impressive, but definitely not something yuri's going to let distract him.]
So. How long you plan on holing yourself up in here and playing the silent game? [well, at least he's not asking if she's okay? he's just going to get to the point here.]
[ ... She's not sure she appreciates this either, granted, from the way her eyebrows snap together. Calling it a 'game'... like it's something she enjoys doing? ]
[he means well, but he's not good at approaching things gently.]
That's like asking anyone else you know why it would matter. We're friends. [yeah—he'll say it. even if it's not a phrase he uses often.] Nobody's really into seeing their friends pull back this much.
[he gave her time—everyone's been giving her time, but he wants to see her pull herself back up to her feet without being coddled the whole way.]
I just wanna know... when you plan on standing on your own again. [as in trying to pick up the pieces and overcome things, rather than locking herself up and not working around the worst of it all.]
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Hey, Yang! I'm here! [in case she didn't hear him enter. he's prepared, too. it would've been a waste to make everything at his place and bring it over, so he's got everything he needs to make sliders and fries—simple and easy to eat. he'll just help himself to using the kitchen and hope she decides to either respond or show her face.]
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HI YURI ARE YOU HERE TO RUB HIS BELLY-- ]
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At least someone around here hasn't forgotten how friendly greetings to the guests works. [he jokes, quietly. obviously, he knows it's too serious for all that, but yuri deals how yuri deals.]
You think you'll be able to get Yang to come out and pay a visit to the kitchen?
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[he expected at much, but... well, it's yuri. he's not going to just sit and take this situation either. too many people are definitely worried about her right now for that. with a small pat to zwei's head, yuri will stand back up so he can get to work.]
How about this, then. You stay in here, we tackle it together. And... maybe you get some of the scraps. [sweet talking the dogs like a true dog owner.]
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maybe yuri still have a mild, vain hope that the smell of the food will draw yang out, but regardless, he's getting to work. there are tiny burgers to be made, and fries to go along with that. naturally, any extras on the beef that get cut off to fit the bun with go to zwei.
obviously, yuri's done this a few times. mostly because it's a quick and easy meal—bless yang's taste, because even though he'd still go out of the way to make something she likes, when it's something he's adept enough at, it helps.
there won't be too long of a wait, probably indicated by the scent of meat grilling and potatoes frying that will surely waft out of the kitchen and towards yang's room.]
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Remembering how to socialize is kind of hard these days, and she's still not really sure she wants to. ]
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he knows it's not, and he knows it can't be for her, either. so once the food is done and plated, he'll knock on her door—he's got enough decency to not barge in, at least.]
Got a quality lunch delivery for one Yang Xiao Long here.
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[ It's a rather soft, weary voice from the other side of the door, but it's not a denial of admittance, which is... something?? ]
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[that's really more for zwei than for yang, but if she hears it? he's not going to fuss much about it. it just means there's not much hesitation in him entering the room and making his way to her.
and in typical yuri fashion, he elects not to gawk or focus on the bad. instead, he'll look at her—but not in that way where it seems like he's avoiding looking at her arm—he's just looking at yang as he ever would.]
Sliders and fries okay with you? [sure, he's got more important things to say, but first comes the conveying that he's not going to coddle her or treat her differently because of what happened. that's not his style, even if the lunch is still some kind of vague attempt and trying to help.]
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I'm gonna just take that as a yes. [since she's not doing too good at the speaking thing here. he'll put the plate down within her reach, so yang can eat at her own pace. but if she keeps up with the total silent treatment, it's just going to give him all the more reason to have the conversation he was beginning to suspect would be necessary much sooner than intended.]
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[ It's not a question. Look, Yuri, if you've got something to say... she can't exactly kick you out right now. ]
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[especially when yuri knows that he's probably going to say things she doesn't want to hear. he did it with ruby too, but now that he's seeing the state yang's in... he knows it'll be tougher to get through to her.]
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[ So much "YANG WHAT HAPPENED", or they'd asked Ruby, she knows... it's the last question she wants to hear lately, because there's too much to tell and she doesn't really know how much of it matters. ]
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[which is to say that it's obvious he's in the minority. he always is.]
No point in asking what happened or why. [partially because ruby told him, but that's barely even a factor.] Ain't my business. Besides, even I've got a little more tact than that.
[he'll talk about it openly, but he's not going to ask what happened, or if she's okay.
he's not going to ask if she'll be okay, because yuri's making that choice for her on his own. as yuri does.]
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[ A part of her is grateful, really. But the rest of her is still so tired. Of what used to come so easily to her. The banter, the socializing. Everything. ]
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[tired or not, he won't let it go. really, they're things to be asked, but it's not the same old.
not like yuri's gonna say that part, though. he'll at least keep his word to not chomp at the bit with his questions.]
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So. How long you plan on holing yourself up in here and playing the silent game? [well, at least he's not asking if she's okay? he's just going to get to the point here.]
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Why does it matter to you?
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That's like asking anyone else you know why it would matter. We're friends. [yeah—he'll say it. even if it's not a phrase he uses often.] Nobody's really into seeing their friends pull back this much.
[he gave her time—everyone's been giving her time, but he wants to see her pull herself back up to her feet without being coddled the whole way.]
I just wanna know... when you plan on standing on your own again. [as in trying to pick up the pieces and overcome things, rather than locking herself up and not working around the worst of it all.]
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You say that like I can plan that. Like I know when it's going to stop-- [ hurting. but every time she thinks it might be better, it's a lie. ]
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