[OPEN][BACKDATED] Stitch me back, one by one!

[chronomancer]

Characters: Jade!Eridan Ampora, and YOU!
Setting: Floor 15, the workshop.
Format: I'll start with action, but I'll match you.
Summary: In which Eridan pretends he knows how to sew. Spoilers, he doesn't. Backdated to before the Labyrinth event!
Warning: None? I'll add if necessary.

[It's really not that hard, he figures, to use his torn jacket as a pattern and make a new one with some scraps of red fabric lying around. It's just. Cutting fabric and sewing it together. How hard can it be?

Apparently, very hard and not really a project for the uninitiated.

He's left the whole mess on a workbench for now, focusing on patching up his other pair of pants. That, at least, he's relatively used to. It's not the neatest of stitch-work, but at least it'll hold.

At least, he thinks with grim amusement, he has two hands now, to do this. Otherwise it'd be well and truly hopeless.]

Comments

[selenic]

I wish I could help. I'm not really very good with sewing.

[chronomancer]

It's okay.

[He shrugged.]

How have you been?

[selenic]

Oh, wonderful! A very good friend of mine from home arrived a little while ago.

[chronomancer]

[Oh. Wow. A... a happy person. He's not sure how to deal except offering a small smile.]

That's good, at least you're in good company now.

[selenic]

Well, I was always in good company, wasn't I?

[She grins at him again.]

But I would really like you to meet him!

[chronomancer]

Really?

[He smiles back, small and subdued.]

I'll be glad to meet him, if you'll introduce us.

[selenic]

Of course! I'm sure you'll really like him.

[She's just assuming this because she really likes him. Oops.]

[chronomancer]

[He smiles.]

If you like him, he must be very likeable.

[selenic]

Oh yes, he's wonderful! Very brave, and strong, and kind...

[Stop her now.]

[chronomancer]

[Nope. He nods along, clearly interested.]

He sounds like a great guy.

[selenic]

[She nods back!]

He's helped me so much. I would still be stuck in the castle without him!

[chronomancer]

...why would you be stuck in a castle?

[Curious, curious...]

[selenic]

[...Oops she was rambled and got carried away. But it doesn't really matter here, she guesses, and she doesn't think Eridan would care anyway.]

Oh, well... I was the princess.

[Was??? Sort of??? She kind of still is maybe technically.]

[chronomancer]

...come again?

[What.]

[selenic]

[She clears her throat, shifting a little awkwardly.]

It's nothing to worry about, really!

[chronomancer]

Uh. I think... this is actually kind 'a big?

[selenic]

[She shakes her head emphatically.]

It isn't! I don't really... Think I want to rule, anyway.

[chronomancer]

Really?

[He tilts his head to the side, curious.]

Well, if you're sure.

[selenic]

[She nods quickly, clearly ready to move on to another subject.]

What have you been up to?

[chronomancer]

Not much, really.

[That's such a sodden lie. And yet, not.]

I've... mostly tried to keep to myself.

[And yet he still managed to die and get his arm back?]

[selenic]

[She tilts her head slightly, frowning.]

Did someone fix your arm?

[chronomancer]

Oh. No, not really.

[A bit flatly.]

I died.

[selenic]

[Welp.]

What? How?

[chronomancer]

...I. Would rather not talk about it.

[selenic]

[Well, that only makes her look way more concerned.]

Are you alright?