"Rober... I'm not about to go in there again, the day is already over anyway." I commented with a sigh, he has yet to leave me be since the day ended, most likely because he wanted to make sure I won't go and do something stupid again.
Not much happened after my bout with Red, and I wasn't really allowed to go meet her again. So I just worked Knight for the rest of the day, having meaningless but pleasant conversations.
"And I have to make sure you aren't full of shit, you just have that effect on people." Rober responded with a shrug and a small frown. That's not true, I'm not always doing dangerous stuff for the fuck of it... I think.
It's hard to tell, considering each day in this place is just another day trying not to die. It's just a lot more hectic for me, considering I'm willingly putting myself in those situat- I'm not helping my case at all.
I scoffed and gave him a pat on the back, "You can worry all you want. I'm still going to get in this kind of stuff, even if I don't want to." I really shouldn't sound so calm about that fact.
"Why are you such a pain?" He asked with a smirk, showing he really didn't mind what I had done... to some degree.
I was about to retort until at the end of the hallway... I saw Yesod and Malkuth. Yesod's entire posture screamed he wanted to kill me with his words and proper speech, while Malkuth was just awkwardly glancing at me and Yesod with what felt like dread.
Funnily enough, Rober had the exact same expression as Malkuth did, "Yesod." I said plainly, not even bothering trying to hide that I didn't care what he thought of how I handled Red's anger.
"Trigger." And Yesod didn't hide the fact he didn't care about what I cared, hilarious.
...
Rober coughed on his fist, "Malkuth, I heard you wanted to hold a meeting with the team to prepare better strategies." It was the most obvious attempt at leaving what was soon to be a war of words.
"I- well, we could sta-" She was interrupted for whatever she was going to say when Rober grabbed her robotic arm and moved with her, dragging the confused and sputtering mess that was Malkuth.
Yesod and I proceeded to have a stare down, neither willing to back out from the competition that was probably unnecessary beyond belief, but we both hated each other's guts enough to ignore that.
"What was that?" Yesod didn't break eye contact and demanded answers from me. I knew of course what he was talking about, that doesn't mean I would willingly tell him if I was in the right mindset.
"Trying to prove a theory I was working on, seems to be going well." Scratching my chin, I also kept eye contact with him.
Yesod scoffed after hearing that, "You would call any situation that could kill you that, it has been your modus operandi since day one." I would have rolled my eyes if I wasn't still unwilling to break our stare down.
"Sometimes you just have to put yourself in the line of fire to get things done." My words had an effect on Yesod.
A bad one, "We either follow the regulations or we get nothing done, many tried before and nothing changed. Much less with a Manager that can sit in the monitor and comments about their struggles, as if he had experienced them." Yesod... didn't snap, but he let out quite the bit of interesting information.
"I take it you had a talk with him?" I questioned with focused gaze.
His arms made an uncomfortable sound by how hard he was gripping them, metal grinding against metal never makes nice sounds, "Nothing you should bother with." Okay, now I did roll my eyes.
"Yesod, I know you care, but those rules aren't here to help us. You know that, everyone knows that, so I do my best to make the situation better, because it bothers me, and if it bothers you... why won't you do something about it?" I don't get it, I know he tries to play it off as if the rules of the facility were helping us at all, but they are there to seemingly get us killed... I don't think there is even a need to enter the same room the abnormalities are in to work with them.
He took one good look at me and went... to cover the lower part of his body, right below his eye... as if he was disgusted? "I know, but no matter which way we spin it, we are here with these rules as the only crutch." This guy...
Is repressing, he isn't cold, or uncaring.
Yesod is forcing himself to not feel and always keep a rational mindset... or so it seems.
Closing my eyes, I took a moment to find the right words. I'm not in a good... relationship with him, but this was hard to watch, "A fruit left out in the open will rot. An animal injured in the wild is prey." I started using vague words and fancy talk for two reasons only.
One, he needs to really think about this issue.
Two, I kinda like screwing with him.
Yesod gave his input at my words, "Where are you going with this Trigger?" He demanded.
"What is a man with a dam on his heart?" I asked back to him, and he stopped and took my words in for a moment, he didn't seem like he was going to answer.
Yesod shook his head... more like he tried to do so even if he didn't have one, "Safe from the flood." He all but spat at me while walking away, seriously... that guy needs to be more honest with himself.
Sighing while walking away, I couldn't help but worry about how many feelings he must have been burying to respond like that...
It'll be disheartening to see him drown.