Marco has managed to accept that Connie, wild-child that he is, will sometimes disappear for a day or maybe (only the one time) two. It makes him worry, especially since Connie won't go with Sasha, Annie, Reiner or Bertolt, but he can't make the teenager do anything he won't want to.
And then one day turns into two turns into three, and it's nearly two weeks. A week in, Marco was still pretending Connie was probably okay, but it was obvious to anyone around him that he was worried.
Connie wasn't as young as his students had been, but it felt like the same kind of pain in his chest when he thought of Connie dying. When he thought of Connie alone, without anyone to help him - even if that had been how he'd managed it at first.
Which is why, when he spots Connie on his way to get rid of some actual trash-trash (Sasha has been showing him how to save animal skins and bones, which might be trash to people like Jean but useful for what she's teaching them) he spots the familiar mass of hair.
He stops, stares, drops the bag he's holding and lets out a sharp cry of "Connie!" in uncharacteristically loud fashion. Connie won't get much warning before he's scooped up in a huge hug. Not a Reiner-style bear hug, but something close to it. Probably more along the lines of 'relieved teacher'.
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Date: 2014-07-21 08:32 am (UTC)And then one day turns into two turns into three, and it's nearly two weeks. A week in, Marco was still pretending Connie was probably okay, but it was obvious to anyone around him that he was worried.
Connie wasn't as young as his students had been, but it felt like the same kind of pain in his chest when he thought of Connie dying. When he thought of Connie alone, without anyone to help him - even if that had been how he'd managed it at first.
Which is why, when he spots Connie on his way to get rid of some actual trash-trash (Sasha has been showing him how to save animal skins and bones, which might be trash to people like Jean but useful for what she's teaching them) he spots the familiar mass of hair.
He stops, stares, drops the bag he's holding and lets out a sharp cry of "Connie!" in uncharacteristically loud fashion. Connie won't get much warning before he's scooped up in a huge hug. Not a Reiner-style bear hug, but something close to it. Probably more along the lines of 'relieved teacher'.