video | orchestra three, dimmed evening hours

[jingyeets]

( Jingyi flops back to be sitting on a bed (large! well, double versus the twins of the cabins, so anyone who's in the doubles carriage is already used to this, lucky buds. He gives the ICP a look after sighing, holding up his hands in a stopping gesture. He keeps his voice lower since, well, this talks into cabins and some people are likely asleep, but: )

Okay, so, right. How do people sleep alone? It's so quiet! The big bed's nice, but I'm waking myself up here.

( He doesn't do pleading as his best look, but here, have a twenty-one year old making a Beseeching Expression to the people awake enough to have noticed the ICP up and talking. )

Anyone up for a four night sleepover or something? Elidibuses need not apply.

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[jingyeets]

Really?

( Tells him something about how she lived with her much older husband and much older fellow wife, in whatever inequity that'd also been. Not that it matters, frankly. )

Guess it's another way things are different... at some point, presumably, I'd have my own, mm. Courtyard, and then I would be alone, but I'm not senior enough for that. Or if I married, then I wouldn't be alone either, it's all this or that.

( He sighs, making a sort of see saw motion. )

[nell_of_soulwood]

Mmhmm. I had my little cot in the loft that was mine. Even after John died I slept there 'cause, well, I hated the bed in the big bedroom. So I slept in my cot or on the sofa.

(It seemed unbelievable to actively want someone or someones to sleep in a bed with you whether it was for companionship or other things.)

Your own Courtyard? Like a house or the wing of a house?

Sometimes when you're married you're still pretty alone. But anyway, I hope you find some friends and such to keep you'un company there.

[jingyeets]

Sofa... that's the plush sitting surface? The big ones that are stuffed full of whatever's in them?

( As she's the one who's been married before, he can believe her, just also you know. Hope that's not his future life. Because that would suck. )

Yeah... there are many reasons for it, too. I can choose to be optimistic about my chances.

( Being pessimistic just sounds like a bother on that particular. )

[nell_of_soulwood]

Yes, that's a sofa.

I wish you all the good luck in finding the right place and the right person.

[jingyeets]

Huh. Those aren't the worst.

( he snorts, and then smiles, nodding to her. )

Thank you. That'd be nice... you never know how life's going to work out, but I prefer believing in that going well.

[nell_of_soulwood]

No. Some sofas are very comfortable. And cozy.

I am hopeful that if I ever get off this train that perhaps my life will go more smoothly also.

[jingyeets]

Are they better than the cabin beds?

( careful, Nell, he's going to believe whatever she says on this. )

Yeah, for yourself and your sisters. Do you... hey, did you want your dog's names on the memorial stone? ... Or anyone else's. It's not just a thing for people or creatures who've been on train, is what I mean.

[nell_of_soulwood]

Some are, some aren't. And some that are pretty cozy for someone my size wouldn't be as comfortable for a tall man.

[Oh how she hoped he was right.]

I hope so.

[Her breath caught.]

Would you? My dogs and maybe Leah?

[jingyeets]

Yes, anyone and anything you'd like. It's a memorial stone for the lost and missing. Who that is for you only you know, so... look, if you write them in your language, I can make sure to get the train to not translate it for me, so I can carve them in like that on the stone too.

[nell_of_soulwood]

I would like that. Very much so.

Thank you.