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[very long pause]

Yeah. Also things keep hitting Bavan city proper specifically, and Ingo is a lot more used to living in the woods anyways.

[The faint glimmer of awareness that he is being an idiot is not actually strong enough to make him stop. Yet.

(He is typing this from literally laying face-down in his room in the beam of sunlight coming from the window.)]

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[ that long delay makes him wonder, but isn't enough to make him say anything ]

Might be good for you too, with the nymph stuff

It's completely different out there than it is in here where the plant stuff is concerned

Do you want to see the house?

[waffles for a moment about clarifying time and manner but just sighs and lets it be]

Sure. If you need extra hands moving things I can help out there too. Or, you know, haul things as a horse.

[...???]

You can do that now?

Yeah! I haven't used it much before it's kinda too big for the apartment

Understandable.

[. . .]

Is that where you are right now?

Yeah.

["..." is so evocative but you can't really italicize it for emphasis which is a damn shame.]

Want to go to the roof?

[ ah, gladion for 'wanna hang out?' ]

Sounds like a plan. After all that I could use some sun

Exactly. Be up in a moment.

[...and unless Akira dawdles, it's pretty likely they'll meet in the stairwell, actually?

He has his vines under control now, one rope-like loop hanging from a hip and the others draped around his neck, over his jacket. And he looks a little worn out, but, like.....who doesn't right now.]

[Akira too looks quite tired, dark bruises under his eyes. But he maintains his usual easy air as they meet up and climb the stairs- he's handling them much better now]

What a week. If I find out who started THIS one up I'm kicking their ass.

[Gladion watches him for a second when they first cross paths, stopping for a second to let Akira continue up the stairs first. The sight is a little bit reassuring, and a little bit upsetting. Next time some kind of bullshit happens: stay in contact.

He sighs in the way that is also a laugh.]

Yeah, it wasn't exactly... [mnrgh. Letting that mutter fade away in the echo of the stairwell.] ...I don't like this business with outside thoughts in our heads. Especially when it's not clear which ones are and aren't from somewhere else.

[He's a little used to outside voices already, but -]

Yeah, agreed. It's enough to make a guy paranoid.

[...Is paranoid what he's feeling? Gladion isn't sure. If it was, that would...not be good.

He doesn't answer on the way up to the roof. Got stuff to think about.]

[And Akira is content to keep quiet, making his way to the roof. Once he's out in the sun and chilly air he sighs happily, his tail flicking]

There we go.

[And

yeah no, same feeling. Gladion doesn't smile, but he lifts his head to look at the sky and sighs through his nose, and there is a clear air of relief around him.

It is ridiculous how much of a difference this makes.]

...It's ridiculous how much of a difference it makes, [he says out loud, and walks past Akira, lifting a hand to his collar like he's considering shucking the jacket. He doesn't, though. Looking around a little. Where is the sunniest spot right now...]

[Akira, in the meanwhile, makes his way to the lip of the roof, hopping up on the edge and balancing easily]

Right? The fog... it just sinks into you. The sun cuts it right out.

[His fronds flair a bit, both for balance and to soak up the rays]

[Gladion follows easily and does the same, tail vine slipping from its loop and tangling into the railing automatically.

That's not what he meant either. There's that little stinging urge to just withdraw and feel misunderstood.]

More than that.

[Maybe he's just more affected, as a nymph? He does slip the jacket off - his shirt is long-sleeved, but he's done something to the back so there's a gap for the stem-thing and leaves, buttoned at the top. He shivers a little, though. Still chilly. The discomfort of being more exposed vs the total mood recalibration basking seems to confer.]

Oh?

[He gestures with a hand, one of his frond tendrils mimicking the movement]

[...This is such a weird topic to try to talk about. It preoccupies him, but when he tries to pull it up into words, suddenly it feels like he has to be making a big deal out of nothing. And, if it is nothing, he casts doubt on his reliability for nothing, and that doesn't go away. All this feels very compelling. But it's exactly this kind of thing that he's resolved over and over, in better moments, to do less.]

I think these changes mess with my head in general. Shade or fog or otherwise. No clue what came from being part shade and what came from not being in the sun for a week. [And-] Ingo's had some weird new instincts too. It's always been in the cards.

[Maybe a bit defensive but - that's what he always tags onto it when he thinks about it. To be a little more mature and level-headed about it. He's not whining. He's not denying reality.]

Ahhh, yeah I get that. I've had some weird impulses too. I... spook... really easily.

[he blushes a bit, trying to play it off as not a big deal and not quite making it]

[Well, shit, Gladion's the last person who can or will give him a hard time if it is! And he assumes it is, because that's how Akira is about things, and this shit is kind of horrifying. To himself, at least. Maybe with his own unique baggage about it, but this could scare anyone.

And, he doesn't know what "spooking easily" means exactly - though he can guess. But, alright.]

Now that we're out here, I can barely remember why I was so bothered about...this or that, whatever was on my mind earlier. Let alone over the week. Was I overthinking it before, or am I underthinking it now?

[God that sounds stupid.

(Or, maybe, he's mixing up his variables? Who can say.)]

...Even this whole...thing seems so much simpler all of a sudden.

[As does the other "whole thing". You Need To Let Him Know (a minimum thing) About Lusamine, Dipshit!]

Plants I assume are pretty easy to please. Good light, good earth, water. I kinda wish that was the way with everything.

[He waves his hand out over Bavan- 'instead of all this' is implied. Not just being monsters, though that's the big one. But being people at all. Having to worry about shit like... money. And other people. Being self aware]

Though it sounds like this 'whole thing' is something specific?

...You might be surprised. [the amount of Plant Thoughts that is just freaking out about soil quality is. so much. it's a lot, akira.]

[NOT THAT HE DOESN'T GET THE ACTUAL POINT and kind of agree with it, maybe. Whatever. Anyways uhhhhhh. He leans back a little on his perch...one fidget. He can have one fidget,]

There were a few things...think they were mostly in my head, though. [True but also lying. Stalling. He's already thought it in words, I need to let on enough that I'm not actively lying, but what specifically to say...

The more he has to explain it to people, the more he's nagged by the feeling that he's just running scared from her. Which is just - no. That's not what he's doing, and he doesn't want people to think that's what he's doing, or worse, try to help him do that. The twins are - enough. He doesn't distrust Akira, but he doesn't...want the way Akira sees him to change? Maybe? Ugh.

UGH.]

There's another reason we're moving. [Just fucking do it. Just start saying it. Sitting around grimacing isn't resolute or mature behavior.] Has to do with matters from our world. I'm...going to -

[Pauses, on that thought, and swivels around as if checking that they're alone on the rooftop. Also leans forward for a moment to see who's below. Then lowers his voice.]

- Going to pass on a warning about someone who lives in this building. She shouldn't be a problem in passing, but you should be careful about getting involved with her.

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