The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom, Sunday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was still planning to try sailing to Haven. She was just doing it concurrently with trying to figure out how all the places she'd been on the Ground fit on what the east coast looked in this time. The table she was sitting at in the galley was a mess of charts and notes, and in the middle of it all, there was a hand-drawn map. Octavia had sketched out the coastline, and had spent most of the day marking down both the present-day names she could find on her map app as well as the approximate locations of places from the Ground.

It was getting late, but she was still working on it. Right now, she was hard at work trying to figure out whether it could really be as simple as this time's Annapolis turning into Polis by her time.

... Okay, right now, she was kind of slumped over the table, her head cushioned on one arm.

Just resting her eyes, just for a little bit.

[ooc: For that guy that's returning. The tall one.]

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[okteiviakom]

"I'd rather not make wrong moves and wait for you to tell me that's what they were," Octavia pointed out, and tapped her fingertip against his bottom lip. "It's not that I don't think you'd tell me."

But she also wasn't sure he'd tell her, yes.

[betterthanaplan]

"Everyone makes wrong moves. You know the big ones." He closed his eyes again and shifted his head forward, pressing his face into her hand. "The little ones, we can figure out together."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pressed her hand against his cheek, her thumb brushing against the skin below his eye. Her voice got softer and quieter, although her tone had shades of a shrug. "I just worry."

About hurting him. About driving him away.

About losing him.

[betterthanaplan]

"I know how that feels," Duke said, smiling faintly. "Remember when this used to be easy?"

They'd found an easy place there for a little while, this spring. Maybe they needed the island to give them pillow forts again.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shifted forward, to press her forehead against his.

"Not really," she admitted, the wry tone a lot more pronounced this time.

[betterthanaplan]

"Was a long time ago," Duke said. His voice was going soft and vague as he drifted towards sleep. "But we did it."

[okteiviakom]

"We can do it again," Octavia murmured softly. She doubted she'd be getting any sleep anytime soon, but she would definitely not get in the way of him drifting off. "Yumi, ogeda."

[betterthanaplan]

"Yumi," Duke echoed sleepily. "Hod yu in, natshana."

[okteiviakom]

"Ai hod yu in, deimeika," Octavia replied, so quietly it was barely more than a whisper. "Reshop."

She'd tuck him in a little better later. For now, she would just watch him sleep.

Maybe try not to wake him up by crying.