[Her jaw clenches and her fingers grip at his top as she nods. It takes her a moment before she responds, working out that stupid lump in her throat. Don't mind her.]
Especially with those three going from home, I don't think I slept I just cried? It was as if I'd been given the chance to reconnect and I either wasted it or it was gone before I had the chance.
With Bruce I...he was great to work for. With.
If it happens again I'll come to you promise.
[She takes another moment.]
Did I tell you I'm co-owner of the O'Malley clinic now?
[he shifts when she does, moving so he can hug her closer. he wishes so badly he could tell her he won't be going anywhere, that he'll still be here for her no matter what... but he knows it would be a lie. he could be gone tomorrow. he could be gone later tonight. it's the same for her-- archie tries to avoid thinking of what would happen if angela was ported out, his chest tightening painfully every time he falls into the pitfall of it.]
You don't have to, [he says, shaking his head.] I get it if you don't want to see anyone. Sometimes you have to be alone after it, anyway, so don't do it 'cause you think I want you to. I want you to do what's right for you.
You didn't. You haven't had all of Bruce's stuff dumped into your lap either, have you?
[Every time someone leaves, she always checks the network to make sure Archie hasn't either. That would probably hurt the most if he were to ever go.
Her mouth is covered slightly as she buries her face into his shoulder.]
I don't want to be alone though. I hole myself up and it doesn't do any good. I keep it all to myself and act like it hasn't really bothered me but it does.
[She takes a deep breath in and then sighs, slumping her shoulders.]
No, I still have my position I had before I don't think anything is changing in that regard. I just...need to find out who my boss is now I guess and see about cutting hours so I can give some more time to the clinic.
[he shifts for her again, putting his hand on the back of her head for support, rubbing his thumb over the back of her head gently. he's here. he's not gone just yet.]
How many hours are you working in a day, now? [he asks, concern clear in his tone.]
8 to 10 hours at Wayne Enterprise depending how far into something we are. Then Monday I do 3 hours at the clinic, Fridays since it's the start of the weekend and then Saturday and Sunday I do may six each day?
But I'm going to look into maybe having Thursday off and Fridays shorter hours or off from Wayne.
Yeah, I think, maybe... I should cut down on my hours. 'Fore you kill me.
[or, you know, like. the stress does.]
Look, I get wanting to work until you drop. It makes it easier, in theory, but it also means you're too tired to have proper control of yourself. All it does it just exacerbate the problems and gets to a point where you're just punishin'.
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Especially with those three going from home, I don't think I slept I just cried? It was as if I'd been given the chance to reconnect and I either wasted it or it was gone before I had the chance.
With Bruce I...he was great to work for. With.
If it happens again I'll come to you promise.
[She takes another moment.]
Did I tell you I'm co-owner of the O'Malley clinic now?
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You don't have to, [he says, shaking his head.] I get it if you don't want to see anyone. Sometimes you have to be alone after it, anyway, so don't do it 'cause you think I want you to. I want you to do what's right for you.
You didn't. You haven't had all of Bruce's stuff dumped into your lap either, have you?
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Her mouth is covered slightly as she buries her face into his shoulder.]
I don't want to be alone though. I hole myself up and it doesn't do any good. I keep it all to myself and act like it hasn't really bothered me but it does.
[She takes a deep breath in and then sighs, slumping her shoulders.]
No, I still have my position I had before I don't think anything is changing in that regard. I just...need to find out who my boss is now I guess and see about cutting hours so I can give some more time to the clinic.
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How many hours are you working in a day, now? [he asks, concern clear in his tone.]
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But I'm going to look into maybe having Thursday off and Fridays shorter hours or off from Wayne.
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Overworkin' yourself won't help. You'll just end up exhausted on top of feelin' awful.
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You know I'd be the first person to say that to anyone else as well.
I'm already exhausted. I've been doing this since Jack left and...yeah I think I need to just remember I'm only human and not an omnic.
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[or, you know, like. the stress does.]
Look, I get wanting to work until you drop. It makes it easier, in theory, but it also means you're too tired to have proper control of yourself. All it does it just exacerbate the problems and gets to a point where you're just punishin'.
[he holds a pinkie up.]
I'll stop if you stop.