[ truthfully, rita hadn't realized what she'd been lacking before jake arrived. she's had tutors and trainers before, between asking heroic strong types like victor at home or andy here for advice in how to be confident and resolute or how to train her muscles to be better fit.
but it's never been about fighting or the outward perception. it's taken a long time for her to realize that what haunts her is the shapelessness she feels, the way her body could be anything, only for her to feel like nothing. there's a desperation for her to figure out what she even wants to mold herself into β and not just anyone can grasp what it's like to be a blob at her best on a terrible day.
it's why rita nearly breaks into tears at his offer. not because there's really anything to it, or because of anything he's even said. it's simply the realization of her own need, how she's so terrible at trying to figure herself out alone, and she's just always so damn lonelyβ
she sniffs quietly, recomposing herself. ]
Okay. I'll be there. [ she nods, even if he can't see it. ] We can do that.
[ The moment passes between them unremarked upon -- quiet, though hardly silent -- as Jake waits for the confirmation. Upon recieving it, his own smile seems to soften to something edged with an unnamed ache. ]
Cool. Seeya soon, Reetz.
[ The kitchen is already bathed in pleasant smells when Rita arrives. Spices bring a sharp edge underneath the sweet mellow notes of honey and cream. Cued by the scent of her approach, Jake is already turned towards the kitchen entrance with a smiling wave. Whatever state she arrives in will earn no outward reaction from Jake, he will recognize her regardless. ]
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but it's never been about fighting or the outward perception. it's taken a long time for her to realize that what haunts her is the shapelessness she feels, the way her body could be anything, only for her to feel like nothing. there's a desperation for her to figure out what she even wants to mold herself into β and not just anyone can grasp what it's like to be a blob at her best on a terrible day.
it's why rita nearly breaks into tears at his offer. not because there's really anything to it, or because of anything he's even said. it's simply the realization of her own need, how she's so terrible at trying to figure herself out alone, and she's just always so damn lonelyβ
she sniffs quietly, recomposing herself. ]
Okay. I'll be there. [ she nods, even if he can't see it. ] We can do that.
i'm destroyed
Cool. Seeya soon, Reetz.
[ The kitchen is already bathed in pleasant smells when Rita arrives. Spices bring a sharp edge underneath the sweet mellow notes of honey and cream. Cued by the scent of her approach, Jake is already turned towards the kitchen entrance with a smiling wave. Whatever state she arrives in will earn no outward reaction from Jake, he will recognize her regardless. ]
Hey, hope you like cloves.