Well you're so sick and tired of feeling so alone [W6, Sunday]

[hydrokinetics]

[It's late. Very, very, late. The night is cold and still and Percy can't sleep after everything that's happened. He also can't sleep knowing he still hasn't found Jason Todd.

He thinks then where Jason might go. He thinks of where he himself would go when he wanted to be alone. It's a crazy idea, and he knows Jason isn't like him, wouldn't seek refuge at the water...so he thinks of height and space. He looks out the window of the hotel, noticing there are no figures on any of the roofs of the buildings in town. It's only then he thinks another crazy thought...and begins his ascent up to the roof of the hotel.

His clothing is dirty and there are the beginnings of circles under his eyes again, but his face relaxes just slightly as he climbs and finds Jason on the hotel roof. He hauls himself up the rest of the way, wincing about his still-bruised hand but pushing forward until he's not dangling three stories up.]

If I don't make you come inside, can I join you?

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[impulsiveness]

[In the future, someone will tell him the truth: He gets stupid when he's angry. His emotions cloud his judgment. He's far to quick to react when driven by a feeling, and even though Jason isn't about to end the world by water, there are other ways to destroy yourself and the people you love.

He's shaking, his sobs audible even as he presses his face against Percy's shoulder — half-hoping to smother himself to death. This isn't just about Natalie. It's not because of Xion and Shinnosuke, either, though their dead friends are definitely contributing to the problem. He's tired. He's exhausted. He hates how powerless and useless he feels, unable to do anything to protect the people he's come to care about. He was confused and overwhelmed when he first opened his eyes inside the old train, and that hasn't changed. The sheer sensation of being alive was enough to drive him to tears on that very first day, away from where anyone else could see.

He wishes he had remained dead. He wishes he didn't know what the future has in store for him, should he make it out of this place. So he will keep crying, and crying, and crying until he's all out of tears. When that moment comes, he stays still for the longest of moments before pressing the palm of of his hands against Percy's torso, pushing weakly.

He's tired. Just let him go to sleep and never wake up.]

[hydrokinetics]

[It's hard to listen to and hard to watch. He still remains a silent and steady presence and keeps Jason stabilized here with him as nearly seven weeks of frustration and hurt stream out of him. Idly, Percy thinks he wishes he had his ability to keep himself dry but that's just a passing thought out of his other thought that this world still isn't theirs.

It's not theirs, but Jason is his friend. This is his job as his friend, a mantle he's more than happy to take up. He doesn't know how to ask what Jason's thinking, but he figures Jason wouldn't want him to flat-out ask either.

When Jason pushes at him his arms loosen just enough to let him sit up, but there's still physical contact.]

...I know. [He understands that this place hurts too much.] I wish I had more answers than this for you. [There's a lingering pause.] If you're staying up here tonight, I'm staying with you. Okay?

[impulsiveness]

[He presses the heels of his hands against his eyes, taking a few shaky breaths in an attempt to regain his ability to be calm. It doesn't really work, no. But at least he's not crying when he looks at Percy, even though he looks like absolute shit. Red eyes and dark undercircles is, as it turns out, not a good look.

Enough of that, however.

Shaking his head, he denies Percy's suggestion. Or, he tries to, anyway. He points downwards with one of his hands, indicating the floor below them. If Percy insists on staying with him, then he'll head back inside. He knows his friend is way too stubborn to be dissuaded, anyway.]

[hydrokinetics]

[He lets him gain his composure before shaking his head in return.]

Okay...[A hand moves to smooth out Jason's hair again before he finally lets go, looking down at the hotel again.] Inside. We can go inside whenever you want. Not too picky myself.

[Jason's right, he'll be stubborn 'til the end.]