"Eh?" Carly is nodding through the list to start- she's never Met Lydia, but she'd believe it based on what she's seen of the woman online. But then Steven starts talking about Tyler...
...and then he keeps. Going.
And going.
'Sharing confidences usually works as a bonding thing', echo the words in her mind, and it feels somehow as if there's a pit in her stomach.
She finds herself quiet through the words, and it helps far less than Steven undoubtedly thinks, when he adds that she's on the caring end of the scale. Not so much because she doesn't think of herself as being there, but instead, perhaps, because of the implications of what would have to be shared or listened to in order to be capable of it.
"...A reason we were sent to Team Rocket huh..." she mutters despite herself, before swallowing and glancing away from the screen.
"It's...alright. I won't press into things, and I mean...honestly it seems like you might have said a little much on his part just now?" Nervous-, ahem. "Bonding works differently for different people. Understanding and caring for people, that comes out in different ways... ...I think for now, the best way to be a friend would be to...maybe let him forget what he wants forgotten, and so on..."
...
"I'll keep an eye out for what can help for this plan, okay? For now we need to sort out how the heist itself is going."
She seems alright. Seems her usual self, if a little subdued.
But there's something off, and it probably won't be fixed by the end of the conversation.
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...and then he keeps. Going.
And going.
'Sharing confidences usually works as a bonding thing', echo the words in her mind, and it feels somehow as if there's a pit in her stomach.
She finds herself quiet through the words, and it helps far less than Steven undoubtedly thinks, when he adds that she's on the caring end of the scale. Not so much because she doesn't think of herself as being there, but instead, perhaps, because of the implications of what would have to be shared or listened to in order to be capable of it.
"...A reason we were sent to Team Rocket huh..." she mutters despite herself, before swallowing and glancing away from the screen.
"It's...alright. I won't press into things, and I mean...honestly it seems like you might have said a little much on his part just now?" Nervous-, ahem. "Bonding works differently for different people. Understanding and caring for people, that comes out in different ways... ...I think for now, the best way to be a friend would be to...maybe let him forget what he wants forgotten, and so on..."
...
"I'll keep an eye out for what can help for this plan, okay? For now we need to sort out how the heist itself is going."
She seems alright. Seems her usual self, if a little subdued.
But there's something off, and it probably won't be fixed by the end of the conversation.