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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?

[ He is trying so hard not to skitter away like a rat, this is friendship…

Except, Thorns has no idea he's planning to shove someone else forward as a distraction so he can slip away. ]

Something like that… [ He doesn't even understand it himself. It's bizarre. He nudges Thorns forward again with his knuckle. ] Go ahead.

[ oh...

thorns will just keep walking then, trying not to glance behind him. the urge to keep making sure that elysium is actually there is so high though. ]

Who are we looking for?

[ Seeing as for whatever reason, Thorns doesn't want to be left alone, Elysium tries for lightly holding onto the back of his shirt. Does that ease his tension any? ]

Just someone who I think will be good for you.

[ someone who he thinks can bully him ]

She's supposedly knowledgeable with medicines as well. Maybe she'll be able to offer more insight on your condition? And give you something that'll help you sleep.

[ He gently extricates himself from this… ]

[ he does appear to relax more at this. this is hell, why is this happening to him.

good with medicine... he tries to think back to the graves with their details, before realizing he did not read any of them that closely. alright. ]

She can check over you.

[ He can't even make fun of Thorns for his uncharacteristic behaviour. This is hell for him as much as it is Thorns… the mods hate him… ]

She can check over both of us.

[ Except the thought of her looking at him also spikes his stress levels. He ends up gripping into Thorns' shirt more tightly. ]

Oh -- Elysium! [OUR YAOIS.

Reirin does not shout this when she walks out of a random manor room because she doesn't know... She does at least brighten when she spots them though, heading on over. Once she's close enough, she scans first Thorns, then Elysium, then the gay hand-shirt holding, then back to Thorns.]

You were both just at the chapel, correct? How are you feeling?

[WHAT HAPPENED GUYS]

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