[Takes a few minutes or so, but Ellie shows up with a small sack of potatoes in one hand and two cold beer bottles in the other, which she hands over to Joel.
It's weird, feeling like the one fussing over him this time. Most of the time she's done that, he's been unconscious or near it.]
（ his apartment's balcony is almost bigger than his apartment. it's one of the reasons he took this place, and he's got some new-fangled ion grill out on it. it doesn't actually need to be warmed up first, you just turn it on and go. he ain't quite sure if he likes it or not yet, but it saves him having to cook on the tiny stove inside. so he shakes his head. ）
We'll do that after.
（ he reaches for the potatoes and hefts them up, walks towards the sink. for now, he's content to just wash and peel them in relative silence. ）
[Ellie nods, following Joel, and takes up a place at his side to help with either the washing or the peeling. Gradually, her shoulders relax. It's what she needed; just to be near him, to see him alive and whole.
She's been caught between her discomfort over having him so close, with so many mixed and awful feelings still hanging between them, and how much she's missed him. Sometimes she wants nothing more than to be like this, spending time in his presence, and other times she needs a city's worth of distance.
Abby's appearance tips that balance and changes everything.]
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Got a couple steaks on if you felt like swinging by.
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It's weird, feeling like the one fussing over him this time. Most of the time she's done that, he's been unconscious or near it.]
You got the grill working?
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We'll do that after.
（ he reaches for the potatoes and hefts them up, walks towards the sink. for now, he's content to just wash and peel them in relative silence. ）
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[Ellie nods, following Joel, and takes up a place at his side to help with either the washing or the peeling. Gradually, her shoulders relax. It's what she needed; just to be near him, to see him alive and whole.
She's been caught between her discomfort over having him so close, with so many mixed and awful feelings still hanging between them, and how much she's missed him. Sometimes she wants nothing more than to be like this, spending time in his presence, and other times she needs a city's worth of distance.
Abby's appearance tips that balance and changes everything.]
Gimme that one, I'll peel it.