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"You haven't - I just thought I intimidated you," Jerico admitted. "I'm this gaunt Jackal that you have to work with. Figured you just felt safer not acknowledging me." He offered her a small smile. "I'm harmless though. As was your question. Maybe not normal, but not bad."

He allowed her to drag him to the bathroom, also casting a glance around. He hoped no one thought they were going to tear each others clothes off, and his attention shifted back to Dani once they were in the room. He could have sworn he heard her say something else, but he wasn't going to ask her to repeat herself. Slowly, he began to unwind the bandage, grimacing as he did so. His skin was angry; red and sore. The rash was bad enough; but before he realized he shouldn't be fussing with it, he had scratched it a little too much; weeping skin and blisters littered the area. "It hurts like a motherfucker. I try to use some ointments but I really don't want to touch it too much."

dani bit down hard on the inside of her lip, the taste of copper washing over her tongue as she turned to look at jerico. she had to take a long pause, sucking the blood from her lip until it was seemingly gone before speaking. "you're not the only one that's bad with people. i've never spoken to you in my life and the first thing i ask is to see your wounds? that sound normal and good with people to you?" she was all but scowling, eyes glancing towards the bathroom in question, contemplating what to do.

without thinking, she reached to grab jerico's hand, dragging him towards that bathroom and glancing around before letting them both inside. "you could never not look good," they muttered to themselves, dropping his hand once the door was closed. "but these lights will help me get a better look."

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The Runaway

Ok to rb.

Cw: alcohol, guns,Knife ment

jill came back home one night after work, she pulls out a bottle of whiskey and a glass, pouring a whole glass for her, and drinks.

she sighs sitting on the couch watching the city below,how does she tells this to jerico?

things got shaky since carlos joined UBCS again, working with jill as part of the BSAA, and with the accident in Terragrigia the world has been extra shaky.

she puts down the glass walking to their bedroom, sitting besides jerico.

--dont need to tell me--jeri said taking the stars officer by surprise, she sits with her hugging her--do you have to do it?,carlos already left last week--jill kisses her--this isnt going to work out is it?

the other woman sighs hugging her tightly--can we just talk about it tomorrow?

she nodds--yes we can jill--jer smiles softly.

--i love your little fangs--jill said kissing her again.

♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡

jerico opened her eyes, the gentle sunlight entered through the windows, she gets out of bed,dragging her feet to the kitchen,making breakfast.

waffle runs at her owner,she picks her up--morning waff

she sits on the sofa turning on the tv, drinking her tea, watching the news.

"and now, agent Jill Valentine giving a live report on the accident of terragrigia--"jerico turns off the tv, grabs her phone.

"

dani ❤️

--hey jer, i know youve been on umbrella since jill left, i found out (and by that i mean i tortured someone) for this info.

umbrella is exchanging plans for a new bioweapon in a bar near your place , maybe you can screw em over.

but be carefull okay?"

jer smiled with a toothy grin, answering "thanks dan, ill check it out"

finally,some purpose, she stands up going to her closet, pushing a buttom to reveal some weapons that might come in handy.

she takes out a few, like a silenced gun, a knife and some brassknuckles.

needless to say she was on a war path.

that night, jerico snuck in the bar, the loud music rang in her ear, sighing in annoyance she walked up to the bar-- Irish whiskey please!--she shouts over at the barista.

as she waits, jer fiddles with her long nails, they grow in size and sharpen, tongue passing over her teeth,unaware of the man besides her.

jerico looks at the man, instantly recognizing him even if the years passed out.

--well fuck me, nikolai!--she said happily.

nikolai seemed to also recognize her , smiling--look at you young one, all grown up

--well i wouldve died if you didnt save my ass back at RC

the man chuckled--what brings you here? good drinks? bussines?

jer raised a brow-- half decent drinks dont you mean?

the man laughs shaking his head-- da

she giggles--bussines, see im on personal mission

niko leaned in while the barista handed them their drinks--how personal are we talking?

jerico takes a sip from her drink-- how about, umbrella fucked up my happiest relationshipp yet, kind of personal...

the russian man nodds, taking a swig of his beer--well, youve found youself a good bussiness partner...

she looks at him--well,partner, shall we?--she looked at the umbrella men with a suitcase in hand.

he nodds.

gunshots rang through the air, both jerico and nikolai run to the exit,she hopps on her motorcycle, and signals him to jump on.

they speed away, being followed by the umbrella men, there in the distance a drawbridge with a fast approaching boat.

--i have an idea, but its crazy

--wait what?!--nikolai protested.

--hold on tight!--jeri speeds up,the drawbridge soon to be near, with enough speed she jumps it, the motorcyle drifts the tires screeching.

once in the safety of her appartment,jerico hands nikolai a beer.

he leans on the kitchen counter--youre crazy--he said with a playfull scoff after it.

she laughs leaning closer to him--i never thought us reuniting would be this fun

niko looked at her putting a hand on her cheek--its about to get a lot more fun

jerico laughs pulling him in for a kiss.

the next day nikolai stayed over, and the next day, and the day after.

--there you are!--niko said picking up waffle after she hid under the couch--all dirty, we need to give you a bath da?

jer snuck behind him,hugging him--yes, we need to give you a bath

both smile pressing their foreheads togheter--youre very happy today--the russian man said cleaning waffle up, the dog swiming in the bathtub.

--well, tomorrow its going to be our third anniversary

--da,the day i met my beautiful girlfriend and her amazing dog

she giggles kissing him, he kisses her back.

waffle barks, wanting the attention all for herself, both chuckle and dry her up,spending the night cuddling and watching movies, with nikolais hilarious comments on american films.

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Blue Christmas

Author’s Note: I had a really sad idea for a short fic, so I wrote it so you all could be sad with me.  You can pry the headcanon that one of Malcolm’s top love languages is giving gifts from my cold, dead hands. Have some Christmas angst, everyone! (Read more is added for those on mobile… head to AO3 if it’s cut off for you. :D )

Word Count: 2,300-ish.

Summary: Three days after Malcolm has been taken, the team discovers he had bought them all Christmas presents. It doesn’t help them miss him any less. Link: AO3.

They each found them on their desks, tucked in with the rest of their respective pieces of mail. It was obvious Malcolm hadn’t wrapped them, himself; he had clearly paid someone to do a better (and much more festive) job than he ever would have. But that didn’t matter. Not really.

Edrisa found hers first. It was, naturally, an incredibly thoughtful gift, based on a little seed of information about her she had thrown out once that Bright had picked up and tucked away into his pocket for later like a small boy collecting shiny stones.

It was a puzzle. A 1000-piece beauty that was clearly hand drawn by an artist. The pictures on it looked like they were taken straight from an anatomy book, then set ablaze with tremendous color by a talented artist. She loved it with her whole heart, and she burst into tears as soon as she got through the wrapping paper and saw what it was.

Who knows how long it would have taken the rest of the team to find theirs, had Edrisa not mentioned it. As soon as she did, they immediately went to their respective desks to check their own mail. It had been three days since Bright’s disappearance on December 25th; whatever postage they had been missing out on in that time frame was literally the last thing on their minds. Until now.

JT’s was the smallest, as far as size went; a maroon envelope sealed shut with gold-colored wax. It stood out like a sore thumb in his mail box amidst the standard white envelopes that had been accumulating. “Damn,” he’d said to himself, running the pad of his thumb over the dried wax of the seal, “Even this dude’s envelopes are rich.” He had quieted, though, once he’d opened up the card and started reading what Malcolm had written inside with his neat, all-capitalized handwriting.

 JT, Sorry for crashing your date. The next one’s on me.

 Merry Christmas!

 MB

 P.S. Justin? Jerico? Jeremiah?

JT had to laugh, despite everything. Attached to the card was a $100 gift card to Amsterdam Billiards. He stared at it, unblinking, for several seconds before his eyes started to water from being open too long (mostly).

“Damn it, Bright,” he muttered to himself as he closed the card. “Where you at, bro?”

x

There was a small black postage box waiting for Gil on his desk, hiding under a manila envelope. It was not the sort of small black box one would buy a woman; Gil knew was it was the moment he pulled it out from his mail pile and saw the company name stamped on the side in raised silver lettering. He stared at it for a moment, until it blurred together in his vision beneath a sheen of tears.

His fingers traced over the letters on the front of the box, and for a moment he allowed himself to just feel how smooth the cardboard was on the delivery box the gift had come in. He had to clench his jaw against the lump steadily climbing up his throat. Before he even made a move to open the box, he pulled back his right cuff, exposing the watch he wore on his wrist. Despite how worn and well loved it was, the watch was in excellent condition for being nearly fifteen years old. Especially considering that Gil literally wore it every day, to the point that he felt naked without it. It had held up marvelously over the years, which wasn’t surprising, as it had likely been expensive. Just as expensive as the new one he was holding in his other hand.

Without warning, the memory came back, unbidden. He could recall it like it had taken place last week. Malcolm, no older than twelve, handing him a dark blue velvet box with a hand that shook so fiercely, Gil immediately moved to take it from the poor kid before he dropped it.

It hadn’t been Father’s Day, then. The Whitlys didn’t celebrate Father’s Day anymore. But it had been damn close to it, and Malcolm had thought to buy a gift for Gil. As a man with no biological children of his own, Gil had cherished this more than he ever could have put into words. He still wore the same watch to this day.

And Malcolm noticed. Obviously. Because Malcolm Bright noticed everything.

“You still have that watch I gave you,” he had said, exactly 1.5 days into the investigation of the “copycat” Surgeon case, as he stared at Gil’s wrist.

“Of course I do,” Gil retorted. He was standing close enough to Bright at the time to reach out and give his shoulder a slight squeeze. “I wear it every day.”

Malcolm had all but beamed at that. “Looks a little worn, though,” he added, as his gaze drifted back down to the silver time piece on Gil’s wrist.

Gil had shrugged. “It’s well-loved,” he said simply. Malcolm had frowned just slightly at that, clearly deep in thought.

And now he knew what Bright had been thinking about: a wardrobe update for Gil Arroyo.

Gil sucked in a breath, holding the air in his chest for a few seconds to help expel some of the fear that had taken up residence there. He wasn’t afraid a new watch, obviously; unfortunately, he knew exactly what he was afraid of, and it was too terrible for words.

He was afraid he was holding the last piece of Malcolm Bright he was ever going to see.

(They all were afraid of that, deep down.)

The atrocity of that thought propelled him into action, and he started ripping open the little box’s packaging tape. Inside was a hard, velvet case, just like the one a much younger Malcolm had first presented to Gil all those years ago. The watch inside was magnificent. It was all black, even its face, and incredibly sleek. Clearly this time, Malcolm was going for an updated, modern look for him. Gil loved it. There was a small, folded card inside, and Gil pried it open with hands that had gone numb. He recognized Malcolm’s handwriting instantly. It was simple, sweet, and to the point.

 Merry Christmas, Gil!    Thank you–for everything.

 Love,

 Bright

Seeing the words in Malcolm’s handwriting was what finally put him over the edge. It had been three long days of fruitless searching for their profiler; they were all exhausted, and none more so than Gil. He reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose, not even bothering to keep the tears at bay anymore.

“Thanks, bud,” he whispered to an empty room when he could finally find his voice again. “I love it.”

x

By the time Dani found out Bright had all gotten them Christmas gifts and had them sent to the station, she was exhausted. Just at the end of her rope mentally, physically, and emotionally. When Edrisa came up to her in tears, shaking a box in her face, Dani nearly lost it on her. Until he heard what she was saying.

“He got us gifts,” Edrisa squeaked out.

Dani felt the blood rush out of her face. She had a good idea who the ‘he’ in question was, but still had to ask, “Who…?”

“Bright!” Edrisa said. “Bright got us all Christmas presents. Incredibly thoughtful, probably expensive presents.” Her lower lip wobbled, and she looked like she was going to start crying again. “I didn’t get him anything. I thought about it! But then we just got so busy with the case load and… and…” She trailed off.

“And then Bright went missing on Christmas,” Dani finished for her, deadpanning. Edrisa nodded, sniffing once. Dani looked down at the box in Edrisa’s hands, studying it. “He got you a puzzle?”

Edrisa nodded vigorously again and offered up the box to Dani, who took it gingerly, like it was something to be cherished.

“It’s gorgeous,” Dani said genuinely.

“I know,” Edrisa agreed, “I’m scared to even open it. Like I’m going to ruin it somehow just by touching it. But I thought I could get started on it tonight… Maybe have it done by the time you find him, you know?”

Dani’s heart surged at the words by the time you find him, and she ground her teeth together at the familiar tightness in her jaw that meant she was definitely close to crying. Edrisa didn’t seem to notice; she was staring at her puzzle box. Dani placed it back in her arms gently, and Edrisa hugged it to her chest. The pieces inside all fell to the bottom of the box with a soft swish.

“We’ll find him,” Dani said simply. We have to.

Edrisa gave her a watery smile and nodded. “Hopefully before I even have the chance to finish this beast.”

Dani returned her smile. “So,” she started, eager to turn the subject away from the fact that Bright was still missing. “You said he mailed it?”

“Oh, right. Yes,” Edrisa said, “Apparently he mailed them all to the station. Which is kind of silly, but he must have just paid to have everything wrapped, and then he probably didn’t know our addresses, so… They were just here, waiting for us. Since Christmas.”

Dani swallowed. Part of her almost wished Bright had forgotten about hers, that he had sent something to everyone else but her. But the thought was a wasted one; Bright would never forget about her.

Dani’s gift was a fairly large box, about the size of two shoeboxes lined up side by side. There was no way she could have avoided seeing it, once she got back to her desk. (Had it really been that long since she’d been back at her desk, away from the search for him?)

She stared at it for a few moments, willing herself to keep calm, before she took out her pocket knife to cut through the box’s tape. Dani didn’t really do Christmas presents; with her immediate family, sure, but she couldn’t remember the last time she had either given or received a gift from a friend. Even the team–Gil, JT, and Edrisa–usually only went out for a drink, rotating who would pay the tab, for holidays or birthdays. Gifts were not her forte. This was foreign territory, and it left her on edge.

She could almost feel Bright watching her, those brilliant eyes of his staring at her hopefully, like he so wanted her to love whatever it was he had picked out for her.

Inside the package, after she removed a fair amount of bubble wrap and colored tissue paper, was a large wooden box. The moment she read the scripted letters burned into the top of the it, she knew exactly what she’d find inside, and she huffed out a shaky breath. As soon as she opened it, she knew she was right; the smell wafted up from the contents of the box, despite the fact that they were vacuum sealed, and it hit her like a punch in the gut.

 I love Earl Grey.

She could hear his soft laugh, his words back to her. “I know. It’s the aroma, isn’t it?”

She was staring down at a beautiful box of British-imported loose leaf Earl Grey tea. Included was a small metal tea strainer, and little wrapped bags of spices and citrus peels, all individually wrapped and sectioned off into their own little spots in the box lined with velvet. In the center was a burgundy tin, and Dani smiled as soon as she read what it housed.

For someone whose tea-drinking habits involved microwaving water and using whatever brand of bagged tea was cheapest, the custom-built box before her was intimidating.  And somehow, Bright knew it would be. (Because of course he did.) Inside the tin in the middle were fifty already-assembled tea bags of Earl Grey from the same gourmet ingredients, ready to be slipped into hot water without hassle and enjoyed immediately.

 With friends.

It was one of the very best gifts she had ever been given in her life. And she felt a renewed hatred for Paul Lazar that Malcolm wasn’t there to share it with her. She reached down and pulled the tin out from the box. It popped open easily, and she was overtaken by that delightful smell again. She breathed it in for a few moments, until her nose grew used to it and the smell wasn’t nearly as potent to her.

Eventually, she removed the entire wooden box from its packaging, and that’s when she found the card. It was a simple folded card, red on the outside, blank on the inside, save for Malcolm’s writing. It was simple enough–just wishing her a merry Christmas and a happy new year, but the way he had signed it made the breath halt in her chest.

 Your friend,

 Malcolm Bright

“God, Bright,” she murmured, grinding her teeth again as she willed herself not to cry. But it was a fight she soon gave in to. What was the use? They had been searching for him for days, pouring everything they had into finding some kind of lead on where he had been taken, all to have nothing turn up. And then he’d gone and gotten her a damn thoughtful gift for a holiday he had been kidnapped on. It was all too much.

So Dani let herself cry for a few minutes. When it was over, she felt better and worse at the same time. She closed the lid of the wooden tea box and tucked it into the biggest drawer of her desk. The little card from Bright she taped, open, on the side of her computer monitor; she would see it each and every time she sat down at her desk.

And she vowed she wasn’t going to be drinking any tea at all until she found him, until he could sit and have a cup with her, himself.

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♡ nickname: Dani, LiLi (because of my first name), sweetiepoo….

♡last thing i googled: cnn news because I needed an article for history

♡ favourite music artists: got7, seventeen, bts and a few more but I’m too lazy to list them all. For artists outside of kpop.. little mix, fifth harmony, kehlani, ed sheeran, hayley kiyoko, Bruno mars,H.E.R, Princess Nokia… I like more but I wouldn’t classified them as my favs

♡ song stuck in my head: Gravel to Tempo by Hayley Kiyoko
 ♡ what are you wearing right now: Navy blue tank top, and some jeans shorts. (So literally what I slept in last night) 
♡ last movie i watched: almost Christmas
 ♡ last tv show i watched: murder diagnosis 
♡ when did you start your blog: i legit can’t remember. This blog was suppose to be personal- which it still is but it has also because a continuation of an old kpop blog I had
 ♡ what kind of stuff do you post: reblogs of photos, poems and kpop things. I might start putting some of my writing on this blog but I’m not sure yet 
♡ do you have any other blogs: nope… I mean I have a Sims 4 one I share with @j-scaredshitless … but it’s being revamped currently 
♡ why did you choose your url: it’s basically the word ipseity but spelled differently, I randomly chose the word since I loved the definition of it 
♡ do you get asks regularly: no, but I do miss asks a lot due to the fact that I never have my ringer on and I’m always on mobile so I just don’t see them come in
 ♡ gender: female 
♡ hogwarts house: apparently gryffindor (I took a quiz for this 😂) 
♡ pokemon go team: I didn’t play it long enough to pick a team
 ♡ favourite colour: depends on my mood tbh but mostly blue
 ♡ favourite number: tbh I don’t have one ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 
 ♡ average hours of sleep: if I’m lucky then two hours- there’s reasons for this 
 ♡ favourite characters: I really don’t have any favorite characters- oops
 ♡ how many blankets do you sleep with: one, sometimes two if I’m very cold
 ♡ dream job: maybe an author or singer… or an artist idek

Sorry it took me so long to do this! I did it like a couple days after I was tagged, but never got to post it until now. I’m at school rn (and I’m surprised af that the wifi is working with tumblr) anyways I tag @hopeful-jerico @scoupswife @hudana @nightowlbangie @mylifeiskpoptrash Ofc you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to ♡ you can do this even if I didn’t tag you 😘

[exmcrtis]

location: the crow's nest motel

closed starter for: @backmaskcd (jerico)

she'd never spoken to him in her life, but dani was always aware of jerico leeds. she'd seen him for the first time years ago, and to say she'd been smitten from the very start would be a severe understatement. but talking to him? that felt too risky. and yet hearing about his run-in with the swarm of cicadas had sparked something in her, and dani didn't know whether her curiosity was compelling her to march up to him, or if it was some newfound boldness that stemmed from the realization that she could've lost him without ever having him to begin with. either way she was there, awkwardly standing in front of him and wondering how to even start a conversation.

"can i see?" dani finally blurted, her voice soft, yet it came out of nowhere. "what happened to you when you touched the cicadas? can i see it? i've been wanting to study something like this for a long time, and i didn't get to see them in person, so i was just curious..."

[backmaskcd]

"Stop," Jerico reached out, though halted just before grabbing Dani. "It's - just gross, is all. Cute choice of words, by the way." He shifted. "I'm not.... great with people. I assume everyone is trying to be an asshole." He went to pick at his bandages before shoving his hands in his pockets. "If you really want to see it that badly... sure. Just, you know. I know it's gross, don't exclaim it..... and help rewrapping it would be appreciated."

He kicked at the floor for a moment. "So - what. You wanna go see it in the bathroom where the lighting is too hard for anyone to actually look good but it's brighter than anything else we got here?"

no.

the word hit dani like an unwanted reality check, leaving her stunned and blinking in front of jerico. suddenly she was reminded that she'd never spoken to him, that his muttered 'hi's and friendly greetings were passed off as flukes, thrown at other people and not at her. dani had been feeling brave when she'd gone over to him, and now that she'd opened her mouth, she regretted it, her eyes going wide as she was met with jerico's gaze. it was obviously too late to turn around and retreat, so instead she chose to explain herself.

"the toxins the cicadas released is just...interesting to me, i guess. i didn't plan to touch them or anything, and i'm willing to help you wrap them back up afterwards. i just..." dani shook her head, her hands lifting to scrub over her face before she could bring herself to look at him again. "you know what? nevermind. it was stupid of me to come over here and ask you that to begin with, so i'm sorry." she paused once more, her body half-turned away from him and her gaze trained on him from the corner of her eyes. "sorry for bugging you."

[backmaskcd]

Going anywhere after the whole cicada storm was kind of a hassle, but Jerico wasn't about to let his entire life grind to a halt because of it. So he did his best to wrap up his arms before heading to work, especially since he was so active with trying to fix things. He had occasionally thrown greetings Dani's way, though she either didn't hear him or ignored him, so it's not like they'd ever really spoken. So when he got to work and Dani all but entered his personal bubble, he was confused and a little on edge.

"What?" He blinked a couple of times at her question. "Um - No? It's kind of nasty as fuck, I don't know why you'd want to see it...." He let out a long sigh. "Just - you wont' touch it, right? Because getting them all wrapped up is kind of painful enough without also getting touched and also the rash gets worse when you touch it.... maybe let's not in the lobby though."

location: the crow's nest motel

closed starter for: @backmaskcd (jerico)

she'd never spoken to him in her life, but dani was always aware of jerico leeds. she'd seen him for the first time years ago, and to say she'd been smitten from the very start would be a severe understatement. but talking to him? that felt too risky. and yet hearing about his run-in with the swarm of cicadas had sparked something in her, and dani didn't know whether her curiosity was compelling her to march up to him, or if it was some newfound boldness that stemmed from the realization that she could've lost him without ever having him to begin with. either way she was there, awkwardly standing in front of him and wondering how to even start a conversation.

"can i see?" dani finally blurted, her voice soft, yet it came out of nowhere. "what happened to you when you touched the cicadas? can i see it? i've been wanting to study something like this for a long time, and i didn't get to see them in person, so i was just curious..."

[exmcrtis]

dani bit down hard on the inside of her lip, the taste of copper washing over her tongue as she turned to look at jerico. she had to take a long pause, sucking the blood from her lip until it was seemingly gone before speaking. "you're not the only one that's bad with people. i've never spoken to you in my life and the first thing i ask is to see your wounds? that sound normal and good with people to you?" she was all but scowling, eyes glancing towards the bathroom in question, contemplating what to do.

without thinking, she reached to grab jerico's hand, dragging him towards that bathroom and glancing around before letting them both inside. "you could never not look good," they muttered to themselves, dropping his hand once the door was closed. "but these lights will help me get a better look."

"Stop," Jerico reached out, though halted just before grabbing Dani. "It's - just gross, is all. Cute choice of words, by the way." He shifted. "I'm not.... great with people. I assume everyone is trying to be an asshole." He went to pick at his bandages before shoving his hands in his pockets. "If you really want to see it that badly... sure. Just, you know. I know it's gross, don't exclaim it..... and help rewrapping it would be appreciated."

He kicked at the floor for a moment. "So - what. You wanna go see it in the bathroom where the lighting is too hard for anyone to actually look good but it's brighter than anything else we got here?"

[exmcrtis]

no.

the word hit dani like an unwanted reality check, leaving her stunned and blinking in front of jerico. suddenly she was reminded that she'd never spoken to him, that his muttered 'hi's and friendly greetings were passed off as flukes, thrown at other people and not at her. dani had been feeling brave when she'd gone over to him, and now that she'd opened her mouth, she regretted it, her eyes going wide as she was met with jerico's gaze. it was obviously too late to turn around and retreat, so instead she chose to explain herself.

"the toxins the cicadas released is just...interesting to me, i guess. i didn't plan to touch them or anything, and i'm willing to help you wrap them back up afterwards. i just..." dani shook her head, her hands lifting to scrub over her face before she could bring herself to look at him again. "you know what? nevermind. it was stupid of me to come over here and ask you that to begin with, so i'm sorry." she paused once more, her body half-turned away from him and her gaze trained on him from the corner of her eyes. "sorry for bugging you."

Going anywhere after the whole cicada storm was kind of a hassle, but Jerico wasn't about to let his entire life grind to a halt because of it. So he did his best to wrap up his arms before heading to work, especially since he was so active with trying to fix things. He had occasionally thrown greetings Dani's way, though she either didn't hear him or ignored him, so it's not like they'd ever really spoken. So when he got to work and Dani all but entered his personal bubble, he was confused and a little on edge.

"What?" He blinked a couple of times at her question. "Um - No? It's kind of nasty as fuck, I don't know why you'd want to see it...." He let out a long sigh. "Just - you wont' touch it, right? Because getting them all wrapped up is kind of painful enough without also getting touched and also the rash gets worse when you touch it.... maybe let's not in the lobby though."