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[sendinthedelta]

[Trying to, anyway. He wants the burrito but his upset is having a field day with his insides, stomach knotting every time he thinks about the last things he said to her. They weren't kind to each other. Charged feelings mired in years of regret and self isolation on Jill's side, fear of loss on his side. They had a connection and that couldn't be ignored but what Carlos wanted out of the relationship and what Jill was willing to give weren't compatible but he wasn't able to just hold his tongue forever.

Maybe if it had been a simple matter of "I'm not attracted to you, I don't want to be with you like that" it would have been easier because he could respect that. Would have respected that! But she just kept going in circles and it was never about attraction, it was always about self worth and the scars left by Wesker and and and. He wanted to be the one to help her from that darkness but she was just too goddamn proud and it hurt.

Aisha's question earns a delayed nod. Actually he probably would have given the extent of that damned argument but probably not as quickly as he had. He at least would have tried to make it up to her, to apologize and clear the air before doing so.]

[relearning]

[ She really hated seeing him like this. She also hated that she had no idea what else she could do to help, other than bring him some food and make sure he ate and had some company. She wouldn't be able to stay for too long, but she at least wanted to make sure he had the means to care for himself before she left him.

And ... If she was able to do anything to help, that she could maybe leave him in a better state than he was currently. She couldn't just leave him like this. The guy helped her when she needed it most on more than one occasion. If anyone in this place had become a close friend to her, it was Carlos. She couldn't just leave someone she cared about in this kind of state.

She rested her head against his shoulder, an arm wrapping around his waist and squeezing a little. Aisha was not the most physically affectionate person, but ... She was trying. ]

Let me know if I can help in any other way.

[sendinthedelta]

[He'll move on, in time.

He always does.

It's not the first time he's experienced loss and it won't be the last. At least Jill is back home where she might be able to join up with her team again, and not dead like so many others before her.

Carlos has no idea what's in store for his future but he already knows that at least by the mid 2000's he still hadn't met up with her again.

Maybe he never would.

And maybe that really was for the best.

He leaned in to Aisha's hug with a tired sigh.]

Might need you to check up on me for a bit. Just until I get my head outta my ass...

[relearning]

[ She finally wrapped both arms around him, tightening the hug a little. ]

Your head was out of your ass at some point? I'd like to see that.

[ As much as it sounded mean, she knew that Carlos knew her sense of humor by now and even though she had said it without thinking, maybe some sense of normalcy would be good for him. ]

Seriously, though. I'll be here.

[sendinthedelta]

You wound me, Aisha.

[He doesn't quite manage the usual over-dramatic lilt with his returned teasing like he normally would, but the fact that he brings it out at all is probably a good sign.]

I'm glad. Thank you.