[ he's curled up in the tavern tonight with booze and a blanket, staring out... a window, i suppose. idk if there are windows. there are now for the sake of this thread. his ear flicks at the sound of someone approaching, and he glances over, with a smile. ]
[ help basilio you have thrown him under the bus ]
Alright. Then I suppose I can leave it at that, if you'd rather not hear about it. [ ... ] I care about you too, though. As your own person, outside of any of that.
w7, SATURDAY
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fidelio comes and sits nearby with a drink of his own. he doesn't smile; he's never been one to fake them. ]
Hey.
[ ... ]
Back to bein' disappointed even when expectations are already low, eh?
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Haha... yes. [ just a little bitter. ] I think I'll be glad to leave this place, if only to get away from those in charge.
[ not from the people in the trenches with him, though. that's what's killing him the most. ]
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[ he'd just started patching things up with gabriel yesterday, and then. this.
he sighs. ]
Hopefully it'll be under new management by the time we all end up here again.
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Mm. Here's hoping.
[ ... ]
Fidelio - I know this is a very awkward thing to discuss with you. But. [ one ear pins back. ] Your brother has spoken to you about us, right?
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But I would never hurt him. Never on purpose.
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Yeah. I know you wouldn't.
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Alright. Then I suppose I can leave it at that, if you'd rather not hear about it. [ ... ] I care about you too, though. As your own person, outside of any of that.
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[ he's not mad about it, he's happy for them, he just also sort of wants to puke whenever he thinks about it too much.
sighs. ]
...I know. I care about you too.
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I'm glad that you do. I wondered sometimes. [ teasing... ]
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Yeah, well. Sorry.