( rp ) look at this heart-shaped wreckage. what have we done?

[believable]

[ see elena.

see elena heading toward one of the bars on whichever deck you see fit.

see elena serving herself a drink because boys men suck and she has had it with this ship.



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[believable]

It does sound like he has experience with this. Elena turns to him, appraising him newly. "As long as you keep that in mind, I think you'll be fine here. The problem is, at some point we have to accept there are things we can't control."

She doesn't like it, and her tone says as much, but there is no controlling the fabrics of the universe. All they can do is mitigate the damage as much as possible, and Derek's way of thinking is the smart way to go about it.

"I can show you around, if you'd like. Help you find a cabin."

[chaney]

Derek shrugs, because he's already accepted that. It took a lot of proverbial teeth pulling and some failed, misguided attempts on his part, but he understands that now. There are always going to be things that are out of his control, and it ultimately does more damage to him when he tries to control them than when he just accepts it for what it is and just lets it go.

Sometimes, you just gotta let go before it swallows you whole.

"If you wouldn't mind. I'd hate to tear you away from your drink."