Aboard the OceaNyx, Wednesday afternoon

[betterthanaplan]

History said that the weirdness in town had probably abated by now, but Duke and his partners had quietly agreed to stay at sea a bit longer. Let things with them settle a bit more, before inviting Fandom chaos back in.

Unfortunately, Fandom chaos wasn't the only kind they had to worry about.

Duke had been feeling increasingly ill as the days went by, and by Wednesday morning, he heaved himself over to the wheel only to pretty much collapse into his seat, panting.

How could just existing be this draining??

[for those on the boat with him, and slow play. NFB due to distance.]

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[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer looked down.

He put his hand on hers, exhaling loudly.

[okteiviakom]

"I'm sorry I don't have the anger to match you with," Octavia murmured.

And it wasn't even a joke.

[my_own_advocate]

"It's all right," Lucifer muttered. "I have plenty for both of us."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia just...

Leaned her head against his shoulder as best she could.

Willing herself to feel less awful in every way.

[my_own_advocate]

And in turn, Lucifer tried to will himself to calm down.

It was likely just about as succesful.