Was it pain or was it circumstance

Some people crash two or three times and then learn from their mistakes
We are the ones who don't slow down at all

She shouldn't envy a glass of wine, and yet she does the moment his hand falls away from her face to take it between his fingers instead. It's merely the touch starvation she tells herself. Or simply nostalgia. But it's hard to argue to herself when Sunjata is right there, speaking quiet at her side, saying things that make her question and regret and reconsider.

"Maybe we both need the call outs more than the pretending," she murmurs, though she smiles slightly as she says it. This one genuine, as he'd requested, and as such smaller. When his hand reaches for hers, she gives it to him willingly - though it's questionable whether that is the right thing for them to do. He is her fix, and she the addict who will never really be able to stop relapsing, no matter how many years she stays sober between.

"Is it your tolerance, or being a demigod?" Hotaru doesn't drink nearly enough to be jealous of things like lack of hangovers, but it's an intriguing prospect. Slowly intertwining her fingers between his, vainly hoping it would make it harder for him to part them, Ru extends her legs out towards the fire and leans slightly into Sunjata's side. Companionable and nothing more, that's all.

And there's nobody there to catch us when we fall

HOTARU