@fracturedmasktm continued from here!!
Of the many things they found scattered around the lodge’s plot of land, mistletoe hadn’t been something they thought they would see. The bright, colorful lights that were strung up around barrels and over the balcony was certainly welcome since they tried to clean up the place every now and then.
After Susie had separated from the other three, they had grown much more aware of her state of being. They had to actively watch her or speak to her in order to know how she was feeling. However, things are much more difficult now because they can not sense if she is trying to hide anything anymore.
Approaching her on the couch with the bunch of mistletoe had been a purposeful action. They wanted to cheer her up, show her a little bit of the affection they still had for her left within them. They miss her.
Her expression is neutral and it saddens them somewhat. They understand--knows she’s feeling distant and alone.
“Tradition,” they mention softly. Their free hand removes their mask and tosses it aside onto one of the other couch cushions. Eyes search her patched mask to see if she’s going to be willing to accept their offer.
“... Let us feel you again?” It wasn’t meant to sound sensual at all, but they have a sense of longing to hold her hand again.














