pcs with psyche

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week 6, monday post event

[chrysaline]

[ Where did Psyche disappear to in the aftermath of being poisoned, slightly injured, and left without her powers? The logical answer would be holing up somewhere safe for a little while, right?

Well, she's not in the mood to be logical. She's had a Day. Wei Wuxian will get a message. ]

What kind of food did you and Zelkov make for Fou? I know he can handle himself, but I wanted to leave him something.

[ Yeah, she's in the kitchen actually. ]

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[ Oh, perfect. A message from Psyche when he was just about to send her one. ]

some meat and vegetables cut up. simple stuff

[ She hasn’t asked him to, but he’s heading over to the kitchen now. ]

[chrysaline]

Cooked, right?

[ You know what. Psyche is going to cook it. It feels a little gross otherwise. She's still hard at work trying to chop things carefully, favoring her arm a little, when she hears approaching steps and glances up. ]

Oh! You didn't need to come all the way over...

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But I wanted to.

[ He smiles, approaching her to give her a kiss on the side of her head. ]

Mind if I chop them? Oh, and we did cook them.

[chrysaline]

[ Ah... she can't say no to affection ever, even if she wipes the sweat from her face a little self-consciously. She's used to being sick, at least. She leans a tiny bit against him before she surrenders the knife on the cutting board. ]

Thank you. It'd be a help. Let's see... probably better not to use any spices for Fou, right?

[diabolizes]

Nope. Rabbits like bland stuff.

[ What a real shame...

But he takes over, chopping the vegetables up methodically and evenly. ]

[chrysaline]

That keeps it simple, at least. I don't really have Zelkov's talent.

[ But she's spent enough time in the kitchen that she knows where things are now, and she can get a pan while Wei Wuxian cuts things. ]

[diabolizes]

Neither do I.

[ Only Beel liked his cooking... what a shame. ]

How are you feeling? You should probably be in bed, but I have a feeling you'll refuse that idea.

[chrysaline]

[ She wrinkles her nose a little at him for that. ]

I'm fine, just a little under the weather. It's nothing like what you went through. Did you want to check?

[ He can feel her pulse, if it would make him feel better. ]

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[ He does, actually.

Wei Wuxian puts down the knife so he can reach out and take her pulse, pressing his fingers against her wrist. ]

[chrysaline]

[ She lets him feel it without fuss, smiling just a little sheepishly. It's definitely racing still -- but probably already beginning to subside a little. Unpleasant, but not dangerous. ]

See? If I'm on my feet, it's not that bad.

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[ He sighs. ]

Hm... probably something to do with working it through your body. [ Wei Wuxian tilts his head, taking in her appearance. ] I'm glad you're faring better than I did.

[chrysaline]

[ She nods, and leans a little to rest her forehead on his shoulder. She shouldn't get sweat on him, but... just for a minute. ]

He... probably really meant it, about thinking that I wouldn't be in any danger. I wish the other doses had been more like mine.

[diabolizes]

[ He doesn't mind the sweat at all, even reaching a hand up to rest on the back of her head. ]

As do I. But... we can be thankful yours is the way that it is.

[ Wei Wuxian doesn't even want to give thought to what might have happened if she died. ]

I had hoped Medea would never need to step in like that here, but that seems to have been unavoidable.

[chrysaline]

[ Psyche isn't particularly thankful. She should be. But she draws in a deep breath and then lets it out again. She doesn't know if she wants to touch that emotional tangle just now. ]

I didn't mean to summon her. I don't know if that was my blessing, or just my powers being out of my control. I really... keep troubling her over this.

[diabolizes]

It could have been either.

[ He strokes her hair. ]

Don't worry so much about it. What's done is done, and I think she'd rather you be alive than anything else.

[chrysaline]

[ She leans into his touch like a cat and closes her eyes. Just a moment longer, and then she'll be fine. ]

She told me... if I was ever in need, if I fell into someone's trap, if I was lost... that she'd save me. If something worse happened because I didn't ask her, she'd be annoyed. I'm not worried.

[diabolizes]

And she saved you.

[ Well… probably. He doesn’t think Billy would have done anything else, but Medea still showed up. ]

She caused a bit of trouble, by the way.

[chrysaline]

[ That finally seems to shake her out of her spiraling. She lifts her head to give him a curious smile. ]

Did she? He didn't look very hurt. I thought maybe, because it was only for a few minutes, nothing much had happened..

[diabolizes]

Mostly confusion.

[ Thankfully. ]

She kissed Waltaquin.

[ Not like he’s mad though. Medea is her own person. ]

1/2

[chrysaline]

[ Wait, she's sorry-- ]

What?! They've only met once... no, wait, probably twice, but...

[chrysaline]

Should I... feel sorry for Helio? Well, he did kiss me when I was her. Maybe he really doesn't mind... what was she thinking?

[ Sorry, she's mumbling. This short-circuited her for a bit. ]

[diabolizes]

Who?

[ Sorry, that’s all he cares about. What’s the drama. ]

[chrysaline]

[ Trauma time is over! Gossip time is now. ]

Oh... Helio, Marquess Niccolo. He's been close with Medea since long before I met them. I think they must be lovers. He knew it was me the moment he first saw me in Medea's body.

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[ He tilts his head. ]

That makes sense. Someone that cares for you will recognize changes like that.