[ Giles is more than happy to leave the drama to the people who actually know how to handle it. But he pauses for a moment, and then, quieter, just because he feels it needs stating rather than merely hoping his gratitude comes through in body language alone ]
Thank you. For asking, that is. And for, well, everything else too, I suppose.
[The scrutiny gives him those weird chest-fuzzy feelings, and so he does what he does best and jokes it away.] Where were you back when my P.O. was askin' me for character references?
[Whatever Pratt sends him makes him giggle and then, after a couple moments staring at the screen,] Ossie gave him a cookie?? [Did Pratt get a reward for banging Giles? Why didn't Sharky get one...???]
He's giving them to everyone. A hangover cure that's guaranteed to work, coming from him.
[ Giles hadn't been fully awake and cognizant when Ossie had left on his endeavour to perk everyone up, but he'd pieced together the general gist of it ]
He's trying to keep everyone in good spirits, I believe, embracing his role as a representative of the court of Spring. It's good to see, after how tumultuous the past few months have been.
Oh, that's cool of him. Probably a good idea, too. That salamander rum wiped out half the ship. [Not to mention all the liquor that people brought to the island...] So... okay, Spring's like, good vibes, Autumn's spooky -- Winter's probably supes depressing aaaaand Summer is. Like... going to the beach, soooo... jocks, probably?
[He's literally going off of the various types of SAD.]
That's... Suprisingly accurate, there's more complexity of course, but you've got the basics.
[ He's genuinely impressed, but still absolutely going to elaborate ]
Spring is the court of desire, Summer of wrath, Autumn of fear, and Winter of sorrow. What precisely that means is different for each individual and their relationship to their court and the emotion it centres itself around, though there are roles that the members of particular courts tend towards. Spring, for instance, has healers and diplomats; Summer has warriors and protectors; Autumn, knowledge-keepers and magicians; and Winter, spies and secret-keepers.
[The inner workings of his mind are a mystery, but Sharky gets this shit. Something about seasons, holidays, and vibes all just click together with what Giles is saying.]
Huh. Yeah, alright. [Files it away as "more stuff to know about the dudes you're into."] That all vibes. And he's always handing out stuff, like when everyone was lyin' and truthin' and shit, he gave me some candy. [He's pretty sure it was like, brown sugar or something? Whatever, the point is, it was good.
Also, his phone keeps buzzing. Pratt's having a lowkey freak-out about being a potential side-piece, which, like... wild. Who would he be side-piecing???]
I think Ossie broke Pratt, BTW. He's freaking out about being a side-piece, which, like... hahaha, what?
I don't think Pratt's, like, ever been in a... relationship? Period? [Hold on, that can't be true. Pratt was a huge alpha dickhead cop, but he was still a hot cop in the middle of a red state. He had to have had someone....]
...Damn, man, I don't know, actually. Wow. Huh. [Another thing that they both have in common, which is wild.] Eh, it'll be fine. He's def not pissed at you for, uhhhhh, [checks notes/phone, grins,] "railing him against a tree."
[ Giles frowns deeply, tilts his head to one side as he tries to run back through the conversation to work out how what seemed obvious to him was apparently new information to Sharky.
Oh. Right, he hasn't been especially clear has he ]
Not like that.
I simply meant the group of people playing 'never have I ever', nothing more than that.
And by "not far enough", I meant for my comfort now. I'm fairly certain we were well and truly away from any risk of casual observers.
[SIGHS with relief.] Oh my God, dude. You cannot do that to me! I was gonna cry, do you see these tears? [He points at his eyes. They aren't even damp, but okay, sure.] I guess I should'a figured someone woulda come got me if there was a goddamn sex-expo happenin' on the beach. [...] Sex-po. You know what I mean. Thank Christ.
[He's never almost regretted sitting around with a fire more.]
Haha, as if I'm not gonna be directly involved. [Although he knows fully well that it really isn't Giles' thing. If it were, they would've made out on the athletics deck for waaaaaay longer than they did.]
Nah, it ain't everyone's bag. I got other outlets for that, anyway, so don't worry, I ain't about to start pressurin' you. [Gently encourage, for SURE. But he knows where the line is for "too far."]
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[ Giles is more than happy to leave the drama to the people who actually know how to handle it. But he pauses for a moment, and then, quieter, just because he feels it needs stating rather than merely hoping his gratitude comes through in body language alone ]
Thank you.
For asking, that is. And for, well, everything else too, I suppose.
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I dunno what else I've done other than, like, be mostly chill??? But, uhhh, no problem.
[He sends the text and only glances at his phone once to do so, because he texts fucking constantly.]
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Sometimes that is precisely what one needs, I don't think you realise just how much good you do simply from being precisely who you are.
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[Whatever Pratt sends him makes him giggle and then, after a couple moments staring at the screen,] Ossie gave him a cookie?? [Did Pratt get a reward for banging Giles? Why didn't Sharky get one...???]
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[ Giles hadn't been fully awake and cognizant when Ossie had left on his endeavour to perk everyone up, but he'd pieced together the general gist of it ]
He's trying to keep everyone in good spirits, I believe, embracing his role as a representative of the court of Spring. It's good to see, after how tumultuous the past few months have been.
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[He's literally going off of the various types of SAD.]
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[ He's genuinely impressed, but still absolutely going to elaborate ]
Spring is the court of desire, Summer of wrath, Autumn of fear, and Winter of sorrow. What precisely that means is different for each individual and their relationship to their court and the emotion it centres itself around, though there are roles that the members of particular courts tend towards. Spring, for instance, has healers and diplomats; Summer has warriors and protectors; Autumn, knowledge-keepers and magicians; and Winter, spies and secret-keepers.
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Huh. Yeah, alright. [Files it away as "more stuff to know about the dudes you're into."] That all vibes. And he's always handing out stuff, like when everyone was lyin' and truthin' and shit, he gave me some candy. [He's pretty sure it was like, brown sugar or something? Whatever, the point is, it was good.
Also, his phone keeps buzzing. Pratt's having a lowkey freak-out about being a potential side-piece, which, like... wild. Who would he be side-piecing???]
I think Ossie broke Pratt, BTW. He's freaking out about being a side-piece, which, like... hahaha, what?
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Although... I can see where the anxiety would come from, especially if he isn't used to relationships that aren't strictly monogamous in nature.
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...Damn, man, I don't know, actually. Wow. Huh. [Another thing that they both have in common, which is wild.] Eh, it'll be fine. He's def not pissed at you for, uhhhhh, [checks notes/phone, grins,] "railing him against a tree."
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I suppose I did do that, yes. [ clears his throat ] That is good, though. I'm glad it won't cause further problems.
[...]
Hopefully the next time will be somewhere a little more private.
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[Wait.]
Just... how far into the jungle did you get....???? [The exhibitionist in him desperately needs to know.]
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[Not that he would have like, watched or anything -- well, not if they said not to!!!!]
...Was Ossie there???
[Son of a bitch if Pratt beat him to a threesome...........]
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No he wasn't. Not for the, hmm, 'main event' as it were. Oswald was far more content to remain part of the crowd.
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There was a CROWD?!
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[ Giles frowns deeply, tilts his head to one side as he tries to run back through the conversation to work out how what seemed obvious to him was apparently new information to Sharky.
Oh. Right, he hasn't been especially clear has he ]
Not like that.
I simply meant the group of people playing 'never have I ever', nothing more than that.
And by "not far enough", I meant for my comfort now. I'm fairly certain we were well and truly away from any risk of casual observers.
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[He's never almost regretted sitting around with a fire more.]
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If not the instigator.]Even at my most inebriated that is not really something I have much interest in.
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Nah, it ain't everyone's bag. I got other outlets for that, anyway, so don't worry, I ain't about to start pressurin' you. [Gently encourage, for SURE. But he knows where the line is for "too far."]