Not at first, obviously. He can't even see anything from his house, especially when at first he can't even get out of bed. But slowly, bit by bit, he hears about the other's abandoned attempts. People who talk about having seen him near the house. First it seems a coincidence, but the more Bigby hears about it, the more he feels like it means something. Does Maccready want to come see him? Fuck, he probably feels bad about it if he never actually shows up despite clearly hanging around the house, right?
It's that thought that gets Bigby - unstable, wobbly on his own feet - out of bed eventually. It's definitely not close to the incident, but maybe a week or two after, when he can slowly start to walk just a little bit again. Not far, no, but just far enough that he can actually get out of his bedroom, and out of the house. He couldn't muster up the energy to put on his coat the proper way, but it's draped over the man's shoulders, and at least he did get his boots on. It's something.
If he manages to spot Maccready nearby - since it's not like Bigby can go that far, the man still definitely does not look like he's doing great - he'll let out an exhale deep enough to sound like a sigh, before weakly saying: ]
kind of wildcarding!!
Not at first, obviously. He can't even see anything from his house, especially when at first he can't even get out of bed. But slowly, bit by bit, he hears about the other's abandoned attempts. People who talk about having seen him near the house. First it seems a coincidence, but the more Bigby hears about it, the more he feels like it means something. Does Maccready want to come see him? Fuck, he probably feels bad about it if he never actually shows up despite clearly hanging around the house, right?
It's that thought that gets Bigby - unstable, wobbly on his own feet - out of bed eventually. It's definitely not close to the incident, but maybe a week or two after, when he can slowly start to walk just a little bit again. Not far, no, but just far enough that he can actually get out of his bedroom, and out of the house. He couldn't muster up the energy to put on his coat the proper way, but it's draped over the man's shoulders, and at least he did get his boots on. It's something.
If he manages to spot Maccready nearby - since it's not like Bigby can go that far, the man still definitely does not look like he's doing great - he'll let out an exhale deep enough to sound like a sigh, before weakly saying: ]
Just come in.