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Syd(ney) Barrett (_donttouch) wrote,

They balanced each other out in weird ways, equal stubbornness in different ways and worries and paranoia that they dealt with. She managed to glance at a clock before exiting the lab, frowning slightly as she noted the time. Shaking her head, she tried not to freak out yet either in spite of the fact that it was hovering around the longest switch yet.

Head tilted, she laughed quietly and gave a shrug. "I imagine you could somehow." He was always full of surprises. And yet she wasn't surprised when he did surprise her. "But if this happens somewhere you're not around, somewhere you're focused on other things? I have to be able to fix my own mess." Fix it or hide. And currently, hiding wasn't an option. Besides, if she fucked up like this again in some situation and put the rest of Summerland in danger? Put him in danger? She would never forgive herself. Never.

"So, Whistling Boy." She started quietly, staring thoughtfully and addressing Mr. Complain-y straight. "Knock it off, please." She leaned down and kissed David's cheek -- her cheek -- and smiled.

Syd was quiet the rest of the way, though it wasn't that far, and knocked once more at the door before slipping in. "Hey Oliver?" Awkward pause. For someone who didn't mind the quiet, she sure knew how to pick awkward moments of it. She glanced at Melanie as well, who still had a cup of tea in her hands but looked a little more at ease. "I was wondering if we could go back through earlier today..?"