[Marcus isn't doing much better, in all honesty, not now that someone is going to die because he'd tried so hard to prove his innocence. But Phil is alive, which is one thing he has that Tenn doesn't, and it's for that reason that he finally forces himself up and to the kitchen to try to throw together something simple.
It's a little harder than he'd expected with his arm twinging sharply with each movement, but at last he manages a basic stirfry and, bowl in hand, makes his way to room 3 and taps softly on the door.]
[ For what it's worth, Tenn doesn't blame Marcus for SQ's death at all. He blames himself for making the wrong choice there, but most of all, he blames the culprit for being cowardly and refusing to own up to their actions.
That, however, is admittedly not the first thing on his mind right now. He's still mourning over Riku, and c-ta's words -- This is your fault, Tenn Kujo -- keep on repeating in his head. His thoughts are thankfully interrupted though when he hears another knock on his door.
He's grateful that people are checking in on him, but he also feels bad that he can't be any better than he is right now. Still, he opens the door -- ]
[The cheer - if it can even be called that - is forced, but the sentiment behind it is genuine. There's some part of him that can't help but want to look after people who need it (not surprising, honestly, given the person he knows had a large influence on his own creation), and right now he's well aware that Tenn probably needs company more than he needs to be able to wallow in his own sorrow and misery.
Perhaps it's a little selfish to also want a distraction from his own thoughts, but... he doesn't really like the idea of being all alone with them, either.]
[ He looks at the food and holds his hands out to take it from Marcus. He's not very hungry, but Marcus went out of his way to make this for him. It'd be discourteous if Tenn didn't at least attempt to eat some of it. (It also looks pretty good, too!)
He gives Marcus a nod. ]
That was thoughtful of you. Thank you.
[ However, that being said... Marcus was under fire during the trial, wasn't he? Tenn didn't suspect him, mostly because he refused to believe someone as kind as him could ever do something like this and try to get away with it. He also remembers how Marcus did his best to hold Yor back from attacking C-ta, which would have cost her her life. Tenn wants to believe his trust in Marcus isn't misplaced. ]
You had a rough time today, too. I hope you ate something before you made this.
[Marcus' answer to that question is a slight shrug... the real answer would be no, but he knows that saying as much out loud wouldn't do anything to contribute positively to the current situation. Silence it is, at least for the time being.]
Don't mention it-- it's something useful I could do.
[Not like... well. He doesn't really want to dwell on that right now.]
Guess I'm still getting used to not being able to solve problems by swinging a sword around or talking things out.
[The latter might be a drastically simplified version of what he usually ends up doing, but the sentiment is the same. He doesn't like feeling this helpless in general; today's events have taken that feeling and amplified it a thousand-fold.]
[ He's never had to swing around a sword before, but he's certainly never had to sentence people to their deaths, either. The world Hamelin's created is so cruel and unfair.
But...he doesn't want to be alone, even so. In fact, he'll even step aside as a way to let Marcus know he's welcome to stick around if he wants to. Maybe he doesn't want to be alone right now, either, even if he has Phil. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
It's a little harder than he'd expected with his arm twinging sharply with each movement, but at last he manages a basic stirfry and, bowl in hand, makes his way to room 3 and taps softly on the door.]
no subject
That, however, is admittedly not the first thing on his mind right now. He's still mourning over Riku, and c-ta's words -- This is your fault, Tenn Kujo -- keep on repeating in his head. His thoughts are thankfully interrupted though when he hears another knock on his door.
He's grateful that people are checking in on him, but he also feels bad that he can't be any better than he is right now. Still, he opens the door -- ]
...Marcus-san.
no subject
[The cheer - if it can even be called that - is forced, but the sentiment behind it is genuine. There's some part of him that can't help but want to look after people who need it (not surprising, honestly, given the person he knows had a large influence on his own creation), and right now he's well aware that Tenn probably needs company more than he needs to be able to wallow in his own sorrow and misery.
Perhaps it's a little selfish to also want a distraction from his own thoughts, but... he doesn't really like the idea of being all alone with them, either.]
Thought you might want something to eat.
no subject
[ He looks at the food and holds his hands out to take it from Marcus. He's not very hungry, but Marcus went out of his way to make this for him. It'd be discourteous if Tenn didn't at least attempt to eat some of it. (It also looks pretty good, too!)
He gives Marcus a nod. ]
That was thoughtful of you. Thank you.
[ However, that being said... Marcus was under fire during the trial, wasn't he? Tenn didn't suspect him, mostly because he refused to believe someone as kind as him could ever do something like this and try to get away with it. He also remembers how Marcus did his best to hold Yor back from attacking C-ta, which would have cost her her life. Tenn wants to believe his trust in Marcus isn't misplaced. ]
You had a rough time today, too. I hope you ate something before you made this.
no subject
Don't mention it-- it's something useful I could do.
[Not like... well. He doesn't really want to dwell on that right now.]
Guess I'm still getting used to not being able to solve problems by swinging a sword around or talking things out.
[The latter might be a drastically simplified version of what he usually ends up doing, but the sentiment is the same. He doesn't like feeling this helpless in general; today's events have taken that feeling and amplified it a thousand-fold.]
no subject
...Yeah. I get it.
[ He's never had to swing around a sword before, but he's certainly never had to sentence people to their deaths, either. The world Hamelin's created is so cruel and unfair.
But...he doesn't want to be alone, even so. In fact, he'll even step aside as a way to let Marcus know he's welcome to stick around if he wants to. Maybe he doesn't want to be alone right now, either, even if he has Phil. ]
If you want.