bitteraftertaste: (where he slowly let me drown)
Vesper Lynd ([personal profile] bitteraftertaste) wrote in [personal profile] lastrat 2013-07-08 05:15 am (UTC)

spam fight me

[Vesper's more or less resigned herself - with relative enthusiasm - to playing nursemaid to Bond while he recovers, because God knows he can't be trusted to do things like responsibly take medication or not push himself too hard by himself. It's made her feel moderately useful, considering she still hasn't been assigned a new inmate, and she'd like to think that she's got some amount of influence over him when it comes to his well being.

So it's good, that he's going out and not just bumming around his room (which really feels more like their room, in a lot of ways), but she doesn't want him over exerting himself either, so after he's been gone for a while, she goes to look for him and make sure he hasn't collapsed somewhere.

She finds him on deck in time to see him flick the cigarette over the deck railing and stops, eying him with confusion.]


I didn't know you smoked.

[Which really meant either is this an old habit coming back for God knows why - she doesn't know the details about what happened, or why he might be having a personal crisis - or something he'd picked up in the time he'd been gone. Either way, it's something new and different and she doesn't know how to feel about it.

More accurately, it's concerning, and undeniably not something she wants to encourage.]

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