Jupiter: It'll be fine, they won't get me that easily. I'll broadcast from my radio, and you'll be able to hear it and come home.
Venus: It won't be hard.
Neptune: But I don't want to do it.
We leave Jupiter swinging her radio and tuning the house radio. The trails through the woods are wide and precise. Camp is supposed to be an easy adventure. The minimum expectations are low: Don't walk off the path. Keep the lights on. Don't let the devil into your heart. Anyone can do that.
Neptune: Well, I guesssss that didn't work. We were so close though... we totally could have gotten her to let us all stay.
Venus: Mmm? Oh, I know... sorry. I started trying to convince her we should stay, once I realized what you were doing. She likes being alone though, so I think she'll be okay.
Neptune: It's fine. It was silly to try. She's too responsible.
Venus: ...do you think she hates us. It's not even her fault she's at the Summer Scouts, like it's ours-
Neptune: Venus can you shut up? Please?
Venus: Oh. Sorry.
Neptune: Jupiter doesn't hate anyone. She's like an ascetic monk at not giving a shit. People stop walking over her because she's doesn't care enough for them to get a rise and that's the only reason people do that. It's so annoying. Why do you care about what she thinks?
Venus: I don't know... I think she's cool? I don't wanna be a bother.
Neptune: Ugh of course she's cool. She's just all half smile and 'ah, sorry,' and no one bugs her about anything ever. Do you not kinda hate that she's so cool?
Venus: Why? I wish I could be like that.
Neptune: Because it's fake! No one is that invincible. If it hurts you should say so! People are supposed to get hurt by things. It's fucked up to not. It's not good for you. You too Venus! Have a little more self respect.
Venus: I know that. It's not like... I'm stupid. You know. I worry about her too, you know? Don't you want to at least make stuff a little easier for her?
Neptune: No. I want to make it worse. I want to make it so bad she has to say it. I want to hear it out loud. She shouldn't keep living like she's never going to get it off the tip of her tongue. ...
Venus: I... don't think she's ever going to. I really do. Wish I was like her a little. But still- I'm a little glad I'm not her. I wonder if maybe she wishes sometimes she wasn't her either.
Neptune: Maybe. A lot I bet. Maybe all the time.
Venus: Do you ever feel like that?
Neptune: Do I ever what?
Venus: ...sorry, I...
Neptune: What, do you?
Venus: I- I do, yeah.
Neptune: ... ... Let's head back. Sometimes... I do too. It's normal. Let's just get over it.
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Venus: Oh, okay...
Neptune: This is so unfair.
Jupiter: It'll be fine, they won't get me that easily. I'll broadcast from my radio, and you'll be able to hear it and come home.
Venus: It won't be hard.
Neptune: But I don't want to do it.
We leave Jupiter swinging her radio and tuning the house radio. The trails through the woods are wide and precise. Camp is supposed to be an easy adventure. The minimum expectations are low: Don't walk off the path. Keep the lights on. Don't let the devil into your heart. Anyone can do that.
Neptune: Well, I guesssss that didn't work. We were so close though... we totally could have gotten her to let us all stay.
Venus: Mmm? Oh, I know... sorry. I started trying to convince her we should stay, once I realized what you were doing. She likes being alone though, so I think she'll be okay.
Neptune: It's fine. It was silly to try. She's too responsible.
Venus: ...do you think she hates us. It's not even her fault she's at the Summer Scouts, like it's ours-
Neptune: Venus can you shut up? Please?
Venus: Oh. Sorry.
Neptune: Jupiter doesn't hate anyone. She's like an ascetic monk at not giving a shit. People stop walking over her because she's doesn't care enough for them to get a rise and that's the only reason people do that. It's so annoying. Why do you care about what she thinks?
Venus: I don't know... I think she's cool? I don't wanna be a bother.
Neptune: Ugh of course she's cool. She's just all half smile and 'ah, sorry,' and no one bugs her about anything ever. Do you not kinda hate that she's so cool?
Venus: Why? I wish I could be like that.
Neptune: Because it's fake! No one is that invincible. If it hurts you should say so! People are supposed to get hurt by things. It's fucked up to not. It's not good for you. You too Venus! Have a little more self respect.
Venus: I know that. It's not like... I'm stupid. You know. I worry about her too, you know? Don't you want to at least make stuff a little easier for her?
Neptune: No. I want to make it worse. I want to make it so bad she has to say it. I want to hear it out loud. She shouldn't keep living like she's never going to get it off the tip of her tongue. ...
Venus: I... don't think she's ever going to. I really do. Wish I was like her a little. But still- I'm a little glad I'm not her. I wonder if maybe she wishes sometimes she wasn't her either.
Neptune: Maybe. A lot I bet. Maybe all the time.
Venus: Do you ever feel like that?
Neptune: Do I ever what?
Venus: ...sorry, I...
Neptune: What, do you?
Venus: I- I do, yeah.
Neptune: ... ... Let's head back. Sometimes... I do too. It's normal. Let's just get over it.