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[ okay!!! he does not think that is a valid point whatsoever. ]

I heal more quickly than you do.

[ he has no way of knowing healing is needed. ]

Isn't it better not to need healing in the first place? I don't plan on getting hurt again, unlike you.

[ okay.

He quickly shoves his hands in his pockets and looks away, posture stiff. ]

Don't we have other stuff we should be talking about? Just hold onto it for now, or give it to someone else if you have to.

[ well, there are enough children here he can pawn it off to one of them. that still does not mean he is happy about the situation though. ]

That didn't sound like whatever you went on before.

[ no double elysiums ]

[ did thorns want double elysiums.

Ideally, Thorns keeps the ring and uses it for himself, but Elysium can settle for it going to someone who would genuinely need it and is otherwise unused to getting injured. ]

No, but the church itself wasn't the same as it was the first time I checked it out either. How are you feeling…?

[ He shifts uncomfortably on the spot again. ]

... Okay.

[ it is difficult to explain how he's feeling because if is not something that he normally experiences. he's also not sure if he wants to talk about it in case it goes away like the other odd sensations from their investigation did. ]

A little weird.

I can find someone to check up on you. There seemed to be a couple of us who are actual healers.

[ And while doing that, he can figure out the source of this unsettling feeling is. It doesn't feel right to drag Thorns into this paranoia that he can't quite put a finger on. ]

The manor's just east from here. We head there, hope the people we're looking for happen to be around, and if not I'll figure it out?

I don't need to be looked over.

[ ...

he clears his throat. ]

But we can head over.

[ the idea of going where more people are sounds... nice? ]

If you feel weird, yes you do.

[ Well. That was easy.

They can go! Don't mind him striding along faster than he normally would. ]

[ that's fine...

don't mind him walking closer than he normally would, despite the fast pace. this probably hilariously feels like a chase scene for elyisum. ]

[ Is Thorns, perhaps… the source of this staring??

He stops in his tracks. ]

… Can you lead the way? I'll take the flank.

Hm? Sure.

[ the request is a bit odd, but they did just go through an unusual experience. elysium is surely rattled...

so thorns will just take the lead. ]

[ …

Lags behind because he keeps having to check over his shoulder. ]

[ elysium... is too far away from him. thorns needs him to be closer.

he stops walking to wait for him to catch up. ]

[ Elysium would like it if he were to stop looking. While the source of the staring does not seem to come from Thorns, it feels as if it gets worse when he does?

He'd normally be touched by the gesture and make a big deal of it, but Thorns could really stand to be a bit farther away. Even so, he catches up, takes Thorns by the shoulders, spins him around, and pushes him forward.

They are not talking about any of this because he realises how weird it is… ]

[ it's extremely weird, and yet thorns feels better at the contact even if it doesn't seem to be for the best of reasons.

at the very least, it does not take long for them to reach their destination. the bad news is that there doesn't appear to be anyone else around, considering this is a private thread in an inbox. ]

We can look around.

You haven't been here yet? There are rooms down to the left that you can rest in. I can look around.

[ kills two birds with one stone ]

[ hm. there is a major problem with than plan. ]

I'll go with you.

You said you felt weird.

[ He's trying so hard to seem relaxed, but he's been tense this entire time…

He spins Thorns around again. ]

Feeling weird doesn't mean I'm tired.

[ but the idea of elysium leaving him alone fills him with an explicable dread. ]

Your symptoms could end up hitting you later like mine did.

[ He fidgets where he stands, worry for Thorns outweighing his instinct to crawl out of his own skin. His gaze drops as he rummages through his pockets for his compact. ]

Will you stay still if I go with you…?

[ why does this sound like haggling.

once again, he wants to say don't worry about it, but the thought of sending elysium away gives him pause. it's already bad enough that they haven't run into anyone else yet. ]

You don't have to.

[ it's said so stiffly. ]

I don't have to, but you'll end up coming along with me anyway?

[ i have no idea how these compacts send texts but apparently they're capable of it, so he's distracted for an extra few seconds typing away. or maybe it's text-to-speech, either way—

He is calling for reinforcements… He re-pockets his compact, but he's still blatantly ignoring making eye contact, eyes glued to their toes. ]

Mm. If I'm being honest with you, I'm not doing great myself. I don't remember the last time I actually slept. But do you think you can do me a favour…?

[ well, it's obvious something is off about elysium since he's acting so out of character, although thorns can't pinpoint the reason why other than it doesn't seem like the same feeling that's hitting him. ]

What is it?

Can you not look at me…?

[ tears up what mod gave them such opposing effects

he's surprised by the request, but he nods anyway, already turning his gaze elsewhere. ]

That's fine. Are you nervous?

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