I need you to be okay...

[onteamdyson]

Who: Galen and Kenzi
What: After talking to Jesse, Kenzi is pretty freaking concerned about Galen. They need to talk. FRIENDSHIP POWER!
Where: House 20. Kitchen.
When: Late day 26 after this and this

Kenzi had been in her room when Galen brought him to the house. Jesse. She'd heard the steps in the hallway and then Galen's door open and close. Not sure which one had gone in, she waited. Sitting on her bed, knees up, good arm hugging them to her chest. A few minutes passed before she realized that sinking feeling she'd been getting was a mixture of concern and mild jealousy.

Jesse was from back home. He knew Galen. He'd spent time with him and probably knew way the hell more about him than Kenzi could ever hope to. It definitely wasn't a romantic jealousy. If anything, it was protective. Galen was her friend. She was already closer to him than she was to people she'd met on day one. The way Jesse had reacted--

Quietly, she slides off the bed and slips out of her room. After a brief pause just outside Galen's door, she turns around and heads down the stairs, towards the kitchen.

Someone's definitely in there. Taking a deep breath and hoping that it's Phil, she peeks in with her fingers curling around the edge of the wall.

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[onteamdyson]

She's totally not blushing, shut up. Maybe a little. Tiniest amount of blushing. "Nah. Nothing serious. Just more stupid songs like that about brushing your teeth or doing the dishes or throwing a rock at the neighbour kid and blaming your cousins. I really liked being loud." She laughs.

Too bad certain people in her house didn't feel the same way about loud noises. "Music wasn't really a thing until high school."

[gleans]

Galen smiles at that and sits back in his chair. "Same here. High school can be pretty good for helping you find your niche, I guess." He brings a hand up, chews at one of his nails.

"... I'm glad we're friends, Kenzi." Chew, chew. "Like, you don't have to shoulder any of this -- whatever the fuck's going on, but you are, and... it's cool. You're cool." Just tellin' it like it is. He's grateful!

[onteamdyson]

What. What?! Dammit, Galen. Now she feels all sunshiney on the inside and a lot less terrible about instigating a freak out. He just called you cool, Kenz, play it cool.

Just gonna brush that invisible dirt off her shoulder and flip her hair back like a boss. "Yeah, I know. No idea what possessed me to hang with someone as lame as you, though." But she's smiling like crazy, "Temporary lapse in judgement that I guess I'm kind of very okay with. I got your back no matter how stupid."

Or weird. Or scary. Or twilight zone-y.

[gleans]

"Thanks." He smiles, finally leaving his poor fingernail alone, and reaches over for a fist bump. "I got your back back." Between his blurry future and her worsening magic-poisoned arm... "We're gonna be okay."

For now.