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[noarchitact]

I saw Lupin’s earlier, but that’s it. I’m assuming tbings… went. [ there’s a curious inflection to his tone. he did hear an explosion. ] Are you okay? [ and a pinch of worry. ]

[leonheartedly]

Things . . . yeah, they went. I'm the only one who blew up.

[he huffs weakly] We negotiated with the demon. So . . . everyone else are still bombs, but no one else can blow them up.

[noarchitact]

…

What, why? [ seems annoyed on try’s behalf. ]

Negotiated with… which demon?

[leonheartedly]

It was a "demonstration of his power".

[don't worry he sounds annoyed under the exhaustion too]

The demon who cursed us.

[noarchitact]

[ several minutes of agonizing silence pass, because ofc it was *that* demon. ]

I’m sorry.

Are you feeling okay? Do you need any healing?

[leonheartedly]

[of course, Thistle doesn't half-ass things]

Believe it or not, I'm perfectly fine. Just exhausted.

[noarchitact]

[ sighs, relieved. ] I’m glad, and that’s perfectly fair given everything that you’ve done.

[leonheartedly]

[a tired snort]

Didn't do that much, the others did the negotiating. [a weak half-smile] I'm not good at emotional blackmail.

[noarchitact]

...that's a big mood. I'm not good at it either. [ as seen by how often he's fucked up. ]

[leonheartedly]

[he's the one being emotionally manipulated, usually]

Leave it to the experts, right?

But this is - better than it was. Thistle is happy with it, so - I might be able to sleep the rest away.

[noarchitact]

I guess so.

...so if no one can detonate you guys, but you guys, then do you have plans for your explosion? And if you already blew up, then do you get the honor of doing it twice? Do you get to join the 'I blew up a bunch' club?

[leonheartedly]

They have plans to do something with it. They were planning something a little after I got here, so I think it's getting used for that.

[he shakes his head] 'Fraid I won't qualify, it's just the ones. I'm bomb free now.

[noarchitact]

I'm sure I'll hear it when it happens.

At least there's that. These past few days have been an absolute disaster.

[leonheartedly]

[ugghhhh] Maybe.

No kidding. I'm used to things going to shit, but I'm usually by myself when it happens.

[noarchitact]

It seems like here the shit hits the fan in a group. I'm not sure if that's better or worse.

[leonheartedly]

[immediately:] It's worse.

[noarchitact]

...I suppose so. More room for casualties.

Are you up for going to the arcade?

[leonheartedly]

—I don't want it to sound like I prefer it or anything. That's just how it is for me.

[a weak huff] I'll meet you there later? I should try to sleep a little.

[noarchitact]

...understandable.

And alright. Get some rest. And give me a call once you're ready.

[leonheartedly]

Mm, I will.

. . . thanks, Fantasia. Really.

[noarchitact]

It's no problem at all, Tyr.

I really enjoy your company and if there's anything I can do to help... I'd like to do it.

[leonheartedly]

Just talking to me is . . . a huge help. Honestly.

I'll call if I need anything. Offer still stands for you, too.

[noarchitact]

[ a smile. ] I'm glad. And, yes, of course, but... I'm alright. This is about you right now, Tyr. Feel better, and I'll talk to you later.

[leonheartedly]

[a little huff, but he manages a smile]

Thanks, Fantasia. See you later.

[noarchitact]

See you later.