[Malia does not set up shop near the rest of the group. She still doesn’t trust the witches—she doesn’t need to have been upstairs to know that—so she takes Parrish and grabs a pair of seats towards the back of the car. She angles herself slightly so her legs are kicked up over one of his, eyes looking out the window, ears picking up on snippets of conversation from the witches but purposefully trying to give Harvey and Lydia some privacy.
It’s a talent that took her a long time to develop, through years of relearning what it meant to be someone’s friend, and while she’s not sure she trusts Harvey, it’s Lydia’s choice. And given some of her past choices, he seems … okay. Human lawyer is one of the least dangerous options she could have gone with. And he was arguing for them with the help they provided so … at least there’s that.
She watches the snowy tundra pass them by as they head back into Moscow before glancing over to Parrish.]
How much time do you have left before you have to go back to Beacon Hills?
( Parrish was in from the jump out of loyalty, care, and worry. But, it's adrenaline that fueled him mostly. He doesn't like his friends in danger or being used as pawns. And Malia had a stake in it involving Lydia. It was only a matter of time. He wouldn't have said no.
He has no bead on Harvey beyond 'negotiated for them,' and doesn't know anyone else involved at this point. Witches are one of his least favorite supernatural entities because to him, they are the ultimate wildcard with a subset of power.
He gives Lydia a hug goodbye, reminds her he can always call her, and then follows Malia to the back of the train. She comfortably hooks a leg over his and he lets his head fall back, eyes closing. He doesn't sleep however, the adrenaline still coursing through his system. Playing bodyguard and melting ice will do that. )
I took the week.
( both on his mother's and the sheriff's advice. he does the math. )
I have four more days, including our flight back. ( he brings a hand to her knee. ) I know this isn't how you wanted to spend our vacation, but you have to admit, it is very us.
It wouldn't be the supernatural if there wasn't something trying to interrupt us at every turn.
[It's annoying if Four days. That's not a lot, but she can work with that.]
What if we didn't take the magical door back to Boston and instead we stayed on the train and visited some stuff in Europe instead? We could take the train into Warsaw, and see how much we can see until you have to go?
[Asking is a good thing for not-girlfriends to do, and she does care if he's okay. What happened in there seemed like a lot and Parrish is a better person than she is.]
( he's seen worse. he's been through worse. it wasn't Iraq. he was never not going to do this. it involved Lydia. )
I don't like how everything went down. I don't like what they did to Lydia. But, it'd done. I was able to be here. Are you? I know this isn't the romantic vacation your wanted.
[Even more shocking: she won't try and correct him. Not that Malia's concept of romance is all that defined or analogous to the rest of the world, but they got to spend time together. And they still have some time to run around Europe.]
I think Allison should re-evluate whatever alliance she has with these guys, but I'm okay. And we can always have another vacation. We can't have another Lydia.
[Because Malia does care. It's just buried deep deep down.]
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It’s a talent that took her a long time to develop, through years of relearning what it meant to be someone’s friend, and while she’s not sure she trusts Harvey, it’s Lydia’s choice. And given some of her past choices, he seems … okay. Human lawyer is one of the least dangerous options she could have gone with. And he was arguing for them with the help they provided so … at least there’s that.
She watches the snowy tundra pass them by as they head back into Moscow before glancing over to Parrish.]
How much time do you have left before you have to go back to Beacon Hills?
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He has no bead on Harvey beyond 'negotiated for them,' and doesn't know anyone else involved at this point. Witches are one of his least favorite supernatural entities because to him, they are the ultimate wildcard with a subset of power.
He gives Lydia a hug goodbye, reminds her he can always call her, and then follows Malia to the back of the train. She comfortably hooks a leg over his and he lets his head fall back, eyes closing. He doesn't sleep however, the adrenaline still coursing through his system. Playing bodyguard and melting ice will do that. )
I took the week.
( both on his mother's and the sheriff's advice. he does the math. )
I have four more days, including our flight back. ( he brings a hand to her knee. ) I know this isn't how you wanted to spend our vacation, but you have to admit, it is very us.
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[It's annoying if Four days. That's not a lot, but she can work with that.]
What if we didn't take the magical door back to Boston and instead we stayed on the train and visited some stuff in Europe instead? We could take the train into Warsaw, and see how much we can see until you have to go?
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( he presses a kiss to her temple and wraps an arm around her with a contented sigh. )
Yeah? ( stay on the train. ) That would mean we could stay like this for a few more hours?
( because he does like this plan. )
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[So they can't just stay on the train until it arrives in Warsaw.]
But it's like ... a eighteen hour train ride to Warsaw, so there'll definitely be some of that.
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( he looks over. )
I won't.
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[But that plan of attack being established:]
Are you okay?
[Asking is a good thing for not-girlfriends to do, and she does care if he's okay. What happened in there seemed like a lot and Parrish is a better person than she is.]
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I don't like how everything went down. I don't like what they did to Lydia. But, it'd done. I was able to be here. Are you? I know this isn't the romantic vacation your wanted.
( he used the r word. call the police )
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I think Allison should re-evluate whatever alliance she has with these guys, but I'm okay. And we can always have another vacation. We can't have another Lydia.
[Because Malia does care. It's just buried deep deep down.]
Even if her taste in men is still questionable.
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( He knows. He knows and he sees her. It's why they work. )
I'm not going to take that jab.
( He brings Malia close, though, staying cuddled up. )
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[But she will settle in close, closing her eyes as the train continues to rocket towards their destination.]