i would prefer to stay close by you. if that is acceptable.
( yeah. he is still distant and upset, and likely will be for a while because he just .. doesn’t know how to navigate feelings like that. it’s going to sit with him for quite some time. but still, he feels that need —
( they falter, for a moment — this is still wrong, krupp is still distant and upset — but they can’t help but cling to the normalcy of how they’d used to act with him. before all … this. )
an assignment ? well … i suppose you could go around the yard, see if anything is amiss.
( and just like that, electra's mood is improved! they smile, delighted, as though nothing had ever happened. this is Fine. )
oh, wonderful ! good !! you're so good for me. my darling krupp.
thank you, purse.
( krupp doesn’t know what else to say. he’s a truck of few words, and right now he has even fewer to say. he just lingers, holding on to purse. )
﹝ they know their husband well. even
if krupp does not express it—— they
know it is killing him. so he holds his
lover close and kisses the corner of
his mouth. ﹞
it’s understandable for you to feel this
way. i am here for you, my love.
( krupp nods, head bowing to rest against purse’s shoulder as the money truck pulls him close. )
i do not. enjoy it.
( that’s about as close as he’ll get to actually expressing how miserable he feels, because krupp wasn’t really made to express his feelings. )
( krupp nods. it would be easier, electra is right. )
yes. that would be … yes.
( but electra had fired him, electra had cast him aside. and krupp finds himself struggling to go back to his role without holding on to electra’s betrayal. )
we can. try.
( it’s hard to be angry with krupp, when he’s using words like love. )
i don’t think you would lie to me, krupp. i don’t think you could.
( electra sighs. they run a hand against the arc of their hair, static sparking at their fingertips. it’s a nervous, fidgety motion. )
(+)
— equation. believe whatever you like, but i am not lying to you.
( krupp is considering retreating, hiding away from electra. how mortifying, to open himself up and to be so … harshly rejected. )
… yes. this is true.
( mm. that stings. perhaps krupp deserves it, perhaps not. )
you are being unkind, electra. everything is about you, and here you are — throwing a fit about it .ᐟ i do not understand you. my job is to keep you safe. love was never part of the —
but you * were * programmed to want to please me, weren’t you ? that what you always say !
( aaaaand there goes their restraint. their voice goes all flat, mocking krupp. )
“ anything for you, electra. whatever makes you happy, electra. ” you don’t think for yourself ! you (+)
i was not programmed to love. i was made to protect. to defend. i was not designed with love in mind.
and yet.
( krupp shrugs. he’s way out of his comfort zone, being vulnerable like this. )
why else would it hurt to be fired .ᐣ i do not like to be anywhere but by your —