I tried to get through to you

[archboxer]

[You know what that was? A fiasco. That was an utter fiasco. Three more people gone on a chance that may not happen! This is horrible. Even if some people dislike her, Rhea... is up to the challenge once more. This time she does it nearly herself: writing out the invitations, ordering the food and telling everyone to meet at the bar. In Ema's honor, of course.

She hands out the invitations herself and if she can't find you, she'll slide yours under your door.]

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[hardnosed]

[ oh, she's made a huge mistake ]

How long?

[nothingcanstop]

[ uh oh!!! ]

Ten years. [ A moment passes. ] ...It probably would just be the blink of an eye to you. But, we don't...live as long. Even with some magic or something, it's still...a lot, to be away from them. Leaving them with no idea when I'll see them again.

[hardnosed]

[ Della's right to think she doesn't have the context for this. She only knows what a family is because of her, and ten years... well, a lot can happen in ten years, but historically, for Gems, it usually doesn't.

But she knows how short life on Earth is. She knows how Della, inexplicably, thrives on togetherness. Whatever loss she felt before must be just as bad now. ]

He's already tried to use it against you.

[ A question. ]

[nothingcanstop]

...Yeah. [ It barely feels like something she has to confirm. ] Yeah, he did. He gave me the option to wipe away the mistake I made.

[ But... Well. She already talked about her feelings on that. ]

[hardnosed]

... Sorry.

[ There it is, the first apology she's given to anyone here (possibly anyone.) Fittingly, it's got nothing to do with any of her actual conduct and numerous fuckups! ]

It's probably bad enough that it happened in the first place. He doesn't have the right to bring it back like that.

[nothingcanstop]

[ Oh. Something about that, from Jasper, makes her heart clench. Maybe it's that this week was just...a lot, a difficult slog knowing there was no stupid reason to throw away everything she suffered through, when she wouldn't even get to live the life she'd dreamed of. Not really. ]

...Thanks. For saying that. [ Della exhales, slowly. ] He's been dredging up a lot that's got...nothing to do with him, here, any of that. But, then... That's just his MO, isn't it? Dragging things into this that we've already spent our time thinking on.