Ch4p36
Chapter: Conversations in Ash
Location: Salamanca
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7 Panels
Panel 1:
Nikita is sitting on a bench, with his hair partially cut short. His face is not visible as he makes a fist.
Nikita: Don't CAPTAIN me, Fausta!
Panel 2:
Same scene, but further away so we see Fausta behind him holding the scizors. On the same bench as Nikita are his mismatched uniform pieces, folded neatly.
Nikita (cont): Twenty years you've known me and not even once you felt the need to ask me how I was doing. You were there. YOU SAW.
Panel 3:
Nikita holds his head with a hand and Fausta looks away.
Panel 4:
Nikita: You've been avoiding me.
Panel 5:
Detail of the scizors as Fausta goes back to trimming Nikita's hair.
Panel 6,7:
A shot of Nikita's neatly folded clothes, and then Fausta looks at her reflection in the mirror. For a split second, her reflection turns into the Foreigner.
Fausta: I don't even know how to talk to you. You bleed discomfort into everything. It's like...
Panel 1:
Nikita is sitting on a bench, with his hair partially cut short. His face is not visible as he makes a fist.
Nikita: Don't CAPTAIN me, Fausta!
Panel 2:
Same scene, but further away so we see Fausta behind him holding the scizors. On the same bench as Nikita are his mismatched uniform pieces, folded neatly.
Nikita (cont): Twenty years you've known me and not even once you felt the need to ask me how I was doing. You were there. YOU SAW.
Panel 3:
Nikita holds his head with a hand and Fausta looks away.
Panel 4:
Nikita: You've been avoiding me.
Panel 5:
Detail of the scizors as Fausta goes back to trimming Nikita's hair.
Panel 6,7:
A shot of Nikita's neatly folded clothes, and then Fausta looks at her reflection in the mirror. For a split second, her reflection turns into the Foreigner.
Fausta: I don't even know how to talk to you. You bleed discomfort into everything. It's like...
Fausta please, his brother just died >:C let him bleed discomfort!!
If anyone knows how everyone feels ALL THE TIME is Fausta, she is the team’s empath after all. It’s gotta be uncomfortable
It’s a very unfortunate situation, but I wonder as an empath if she has any training on how to talk to people, especially grieving ones.
I suppose that she’s good at telling which emotions are going on and with which intensity, which doesn’t necessairly make her good at helping out
Not all extroverts are good with others, and many introverts fail to understand themselves at all. Having information is, by itself, good, but having it and using it properly are different things.