[Liz is down outside by the front doors like a minute later, rocking on her heels with her hands jammed in her pockets and keeping a look out for giant red guys.]
[She is a young girl trapped in a city full of monsters!!! You just gotta deal with the fact that he is going to watch you like a hawk, young lady.
Hellboy is coming up from the city, so he's probably very obvious walking across the campus. It's really hard to surprise people sometimes, hence why he decided to do it over text first.
Once he's close enough, he holds out the container of candy so she can see it.] Maybe you should trust me from now on.
It's more like scavenging than anything else. [Whatever, Liz! More chocolate eggs for him.
He actually starts to tear open the package, which is less difficult than one might imagine; he simply holds it in his stone hand and leaves the more dexterous work to the left.]
What, do you think I can't shop for myself? Liz. I'm offended.
I sure didn't think you were robbing them. [Gosh, Hellboy, such a bad influence!! See this disapproving face she's giving you? It's really bad, she's not holding it up very well.
.... And her coolness isn't lasting very long, either; she's watching him open that packaging like she hasn't had chocolate in... well. More than a week.]
Are you telling me somebody doesn't do your shopping for you back home?
Implying I have a choice. [Which comes out a little bitter despite himself, and he immediately chastises himself for it. Keeping Liz calm to the best of his abilities is his number one priority these days, and that'll be difficult to do if she thinks he's affected by this place.
So, he's just going to quickly gloss over it and move on.]
I think you're really overestimating how famous I am. Not 'has a personal assistant' famous.
[She catches the tone in that and stops short for a second. While if she knew Hellboy was actually making a conscious effort to keep her as calm as possible, she'd probably be pretty mad, she has noticed just how calm Hellboy is about all of this. Like he's totally used to it by now. It's been a bit weird in itself. This.... It stops her short, and at the same time makes her realise... a little... that he's having a hard time too. easy to forget that when you're 14 and the centre of your own universe.
The momentary blip in her blissful ignorance is clearly readable on her face, but if Hellboy will gloss over it, so will she. She makes a slightly rude sort of dismissive sound.]
You're not that famous. [Blunt. So blunt.] I mean, the BPRD totally pays people to do grocery shopping for all of us.
Anyway, are you gonna eat all that yourself? [She might say please if prompted.]
[Of course, it's not just Liz that he puts the facade up for. He tries not to let anyone know when he's affected by something -- it extends to everything, not just to Zelien. He'd only told Abe a little, but he didn't want to burden him with all of the horrible things he'd begun learning about himself when the fishman had his own similar (but still very different) issues to sort through, so he started telling Kate instead.
Even when Liz was -- will be -- an adult, he still won't tell her very much. Hellboy always just gravitates toward the role of Solid Rock, there to be dependable and to shield other people from the world. It doesn't make for friendships built on sharing and feelings, but it means that he can protect people most of the time. And that's usually enough for him.
In response to her !!extremely rude!! little quip, Hellboy rolls his eyes.] I could maybe be persuaded to share.
[Liz is way too young to be even aware of any of this. When she's older, she'll get it - she'll keep her fair share of secrets from even Hellboy and Abe, and certainly won't expect them to tell her every single thing about their own problems (when you grow up with Hellboy as your best friend, you pick up habits). For now, it's all blissful ignorance.
She needs that Solid Rock. Hellboy is providing. She's not even thinking of it like that, but whatever it is it's good enough for her for the moment.
Also, she sees that eyeroll, HB. She is probably one of few people who would but she does.]
Wow, so I get kidnapped by these weirdos and stuck in a 20s museum and you're making me beg for candy.
[And you are never going to find a more sarcastic representation of a request than the deliberate hand-clasped, wide-eyed one Liz is serving right now.]
He can't help it. He bursts out laughing. (Which incidentally probably looks pretty scary -- but at least it sounds normal. Small miracles.) Shaking his head, he just holds out the chocolate to her without a word.]
[Maybe a couple of years ago, it would have been terrifying seeing Hellboy laughing - but Liz is not like most people (no matter how much she'd like to be 'most people'), it is not two years ago, and it looks totally normal. She doesn't even flinch, just keeps up the stupid clasped-hand thing for a second longer and then, finding Hellboy's laughter contagious, joins in as she grabs the chocolate from him and rips into the rest of the packaging before stuffing some of it into her mouth.]
This is... [That barely came out as words - her mouth is pretty full. She swallows, and:] OK, this is pretty good. Good going.
[You have met her approval, Hellboy. A second later, belatedly, she holds the container out, grinning.] You want some?
[Hellboy's laughter dies down but he returns the grin (in his own way) and holds up his stone hand.] I need to watch my figure, you know. You go ahead.
You sure? [She barely waits for an answer to that before digging in, and it already feels like a while since she ate something actually good. The food in the canteen isn't exactly getting any Michelin stars.
It's a couple of moments before she says anything else.]
[He almost says something obnoxious like well, now that you mention it, but watching her wolf down candy is more enjoyable than teasing her. At the moment.
But, oh, rabbits... Hellboy glances to the side, his expression shifting to something a bit on the troubled side. It isn't that the rabbits are particularly dangerous -- and in fact they are emphatically the opposite; they just sit there -- but they're weird. And they must be a bigger part of something, which does not bode particularly well.]
Right... I did say that. I don't want you going out there alone, but I can show you if you want.
[She misses the shifty look - she's looking at the chocolate, okay? - and she probably wouldn't have approved of it anyway.
Much like she doesn't approve of Hellboy's next words, either. She rolls her eyes at him, but nods nonetheless. Maybe another kid would have said 'sure thing, mom' or similar, and the words occur to her, but... she is really not going there, and as a result there's a split-second's pause she hurries to fill in.]
Yeah, yeah, I'm not gonna sneak off on my own and look at rabbits, I promise. Come on, let's go.
[Someone doesn't quite get the problem here. Either way, she's already walking, so best keep up, HB.]
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[She's screwing with you, hb. But it's still kinda true.]
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If you're going to be like that, you can;'t have any
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any what
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easter was ages ago, why easter candy
[Someone didn't read the newspaper. Or pay close attention to the climate but whatever.]
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[She's going to be using the words 'are you kidding' a lot, she can tell.]
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there's also giant rabbits in town.
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[Wherever there is. Between easter candy and 'giant rabbits' she's pretty much sold.]
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[Like hell he wants her to go wandering the city...!!]
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yeah yeah
[Liz is down outside by the front doors like a minute later, rocking on her heels with her hands jammed in her pockets and keeping a look out for giant red guys.]
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Hellboy is coming up from the city, so he's probably very obvious walking across the campus. It's really hard to surprise people sometimes, hence why he decided to do it over text first.
Once he's close enough, he holds out the container of candy so she can see it.] Maybe you should trust me from now on.
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Liz doesn't wait for him to get up to the building; she runs over long before he gets that far... and folds her arms at him.]
Aw, come on. How am I supposed to know how this dumb place works?
[Much easier to believe Hellboy's screwing with her than 'this place thinks it's the wrong time of year', okay?
Also, she is way too cool to just ask him to give her some candy, so watch while she puts it off.]
So wait - you went to the store? You went grocery shopping.
[Cue images of Hellboy with a shopping basket just casually browsing the aisles.]
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He actually starts to tear open the package, which is less difficult than one might imagine; he simply holds it in his stone hand and leaves the more dexterous work to the left.]
What, do you think I can't shop for myself? Liz. I'm offended.
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It's really bad, she's not holding it up very well..... And her coolness isn't lasting very long, either; she's watching him open that packaging like she hasn't had chocolate in... well. More than a week.]
Are you telling me somebody doesn't do your shopping for you back home?
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So, he's just going to quickly gloss over it and move on.]
I think you're really overestimating how famous I am. Not 'has a personal assistant' famous.
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The momentary blip in her blissful ignorance is clearly readable on her face, but if Hellboy will gloss over it, so will she. She makes a slightly rude sort of dismissive sound.]
You're not that famous. [Blunt. So blunt.] I mean, the BPRD totally pays people to do grocery shopping for all of us.
Anyway, are you gonna eat all that yourself? [She might say please if prompted.]
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Even when Liz was -- will be -- an adult, he still won't tell her very much. Hellboy always just gravitates toward the role of Solid Rock, there to be dependable and to shield other people from the world. It doesn't make for friendships built on sharing and feelings, but it means that he can protect people most of the time. And that's usually enough for him.
In response to her !!extremely rude!! little quip, Hellboy rolls his eyes.] I could maybe be persuaded to share.
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She needs that Solid Rock. Hellboy is providing. She's not even thinking of it like that, but whatever it is it's good enough for her for the moment.
Also, she sees that eyeroll, HB. She is probably one of few people who would but she does.]
Wow, so I get kidnapped by these weirdos and stuck in a 20s museum and you're making me beg for candy.
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I wouldn't say begging.
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[And you are never going to find a more sarcastic representation of a request than the deliberate hand-clasped, wide-eyed one Liz is serving right now.]
Pleeeaase?
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He can't help it. He bursts out laughing. (Which incidentally probably looks pretty scary -- but at least it sounds normal. Small miracles.) Shaking his head, he just holds out the chocolate to her without a word.]
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This is... [That barely came out as words - her mouth is pretty full. She swallows, and:] OK, this is pretty good. Good going.
[You have met her approval, Hellboy. A second later, belatedly, she holds the container out, grinning.] You want some?
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It's a couple of moments before she says anything else.]
So you said there were giant rabbits in town?
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But, oh, rabbits... Hellboy glances to the side, his expression shifting to something a bit on the troubled side. It isn't that the rabbits are particularly dangerous -- and in fact they are emphatically the opposite; they just sit there -- but they're weird. And they must be a bigger part of something, which does not bode particularly well.]
Right... I did say that. I don't want you going out there alone, but I can show you if you want.
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Much like she doesn't approve of Hellboy's next words, either. She rolls her eyes at him, but nods nonetheless. Maybe another kid would have said 'sure thing, mom' or similar, and the words occur to her, but... she is really not going there, and as a result there's a split-second's pause she hurries to fill in.]
Yeah, yeah, I'm not gonna sneak off on my own and look at rabbits, I promise. Come on, let's go.
[Someone doesn't quite get the problem here. Either way, she's already walking, so best keep up, HB.]