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[His first thought upon waking up is that he doesn't know where he is.

His body tenses immediately on that bed in the basement, jolting sharply awake as though he's been startled by something, as though he's just been sleeping and he's had a hell of a nightmare; his eyes are wide, his gaze shifting around the room as though he's trying to get some idea of his surroundings and what's happening around him, and he might just look disoriented if it weren't for the fact that his gaze is so blatantly unfocused.

He's taking in everything without really seeing it; his breathing is quick to even out, however, and after a moment his body relaxes against that futon he sleeps on, and any fear that may have been present in him is gone entirely, seeming to take any genuine fight he may have had along with it.

After a moment he sits up, and if he isn't hindered immediately by anything or anyone he'll get up and start pacing the length of the basement, the motion aimless and ultimately pointless, just something to do because...well, it's something to do.

He hasn't lost that odd, disconnected look in his eyes; he's not registering anything very well, that much is obvious.]

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[A text will be hitting the network shortly after Ishimaru wakes up and any discussions with people in person have been carried out; it's short and uncharacteristically careless, and he isn't paying much attention to the device after it's out there, though he'll respond eventually to anyone who replies.]

i'm awake

and i'm sorry

[OOC: Canon-updating completed, for good or ill.]

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[When the Eevee horde takes off for the laundry chute, Parker knows.

She doesn't know how she knows, exactly, but she does; maybe it's their sudden urgent enthusiasm to get downstairs as fast as they possibly can, or maybe it's the fact that she overheard something (the footfalls, the bed creaking, movement of any kind, something) herself, but either way, she knows.

The only question, then, is which is actually a faster way down — following the Eevees through the chute, or picking the basement's deadbolt and leaping the stairs.

(In the end, she goes for the stairs, but only because the chute is preoccupied by Eevees.)

And sure enough, when she gets there, Ishimaru is...

...

well, he's...up, but something's wrong, and she knows it. She doesn't have to be a grifter to know it; he's wearing the same look she'd had on all week.]

Ishimaru?

[He tenses up a bit when he sees her, a soft sound leaving him as his body tightens up, and he's quick to draw his lower lip into his mouth briefly, chewing on it a bit before casting his gaze away.

He's shaking; he can't bring himself to look at her.

...admittedly, the horde provides a decent distraction because goodness that is certainly the lot of them down the chute, isn't it, and they're as enthusiastic as ever; he acknowledges them, though it's not with the usual pettings - it's more just...looking at them, like he doesn't know what to do with them.

...clearly, he needs a moment. Or several. Maybe days. Who knows.]

[The first thing that goes through her, surprisingly enough, is a stab of anger. Not at Ishimaru, of course (never at Ishimaru), but at everyone else, all the people who'd turned up with their soft voices and careful stupid words going this is normal and sometimes this happens and he'll be fine when he wakes up. It's the kind of anger that makes her lose something, the kind that makes her forget what her hands are doing until she notices after the fact that her palms are stinging from the welts her nails dug in, or the shards of glass twisted between her fingers that used to be a bottle.

They said he would be fine, and they were wrong, because he's not fine. He's not fine.

If it were anyone else, she'd be alarmed and scared right now, because she doesn't know how to handle things like this. She always goes back to Sophie, what Sophie would do, not just because Sophie is a grifter but because Sophie tries to help her to get better at things like this, so that when they happen she doesn't end up like this, stalled out and drawing a blank herself. If it were anyone else, she'd want to jump out the nearest window just to get away from it.

But this is Ishimaru, and he's more important, and he...needs...to not be alone. Not like she was alone, when she was the one with that slump in her shoulders and that dead, awful stare behind her eyes.]

Ishimaru.

[It doesn't quite come together at first, the connection between he knocked out and he went back and the understanding of what he went back to. Someone else would've seen it faster, but she doesn't.

It's not until the pain in her hands registers, and she realizes that she can barely get her fists open from clenching them shut so hard, that it somehow sinks in — because he'd never liked her to be violent, maybe, and violence is what he went back to.

She gets her hands open somehow, unmindful of the nail marks, and doesn't move other than to open her arms halfway.]

Ishimaru, come here.

D - PARKER POPS UP BEHIN...oh wait

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