[ rafayel does hold his hand out, as if telling lucien to pause. to maybe not move around so much.
but, at his words, he almost... wants to hit him. lightly, but still. ]
Are you in any position to worry about someone else? It's okay to lean on someone else when you're having a hard time, you know? [ ... and sometimes, it really does seem like lucien is having a hard time. ]
[ those are thoughts that he knows lucien didn't mean to be said.
not out loud at least, and so rafayel forcibly wedges himself under lucien's arm and just stays there, if he does want the help. if not, i guess he gets a half hug. ] ... It doesn't seem that way to me.
but, when rafayel hears lucien back, he realizes... his thought may have been heard, and he can't help but to be a little shy about it. his eyes blink a few times, before he looks off to the side. ]
he already feels his skin crawling, but in spite of that: ]
I'll take you. [ but, he can't help himself from staring at lucien accusingly. Why would you keep a monster in your room? If the other fish knew... but, he's at least putting on the guise of nonchalance. in theory. ]
[ he won't say anything, if just because he doesn't exactly want to publicize his fears (he won't ever admit they're one to begin with). still, he gulps down hard, before turning back to him. ]
If she won't devour us first. [ lol.
but, he is remaining dutifully close as he gestures for lucien to follow along. ]
[ said under his breath, but not nearly as quietly as he thinks.
but, he does end up giving a cautious nod. side stepping, but also... he tries not to trail too far off from lucien. he's still concerned, okay... what if he gets dizzy again? ]
[he still feels like shit, but he steps inside, where rafayel can hear him talking to the cat. he then emerges, holding the cat in his arms, before walking away from rafayel for a bit.
puts her down, a safe distance away from fish man.]
There you go, Lady Anastasia...
[the cat seems to ponder life for a moment before running off. see, rafayel? you're safe........]
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[he shakes his head for a sec except then he realizes that it makes him dizzy.]
I'm just glad to see that you're all right.
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but, at his words, he almost... wants to hit him. lightly, but still. ]
Are you in any position to worry about someone else? It's okay to lean on someone else when you're having a hard time, you know? [ ... and sometimes, it really does seem like lucien is having a hard time. ]
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I-I'm fine. I was simply feeling a bit dizzy.
[I'm sorry we failed you, even if it wasn't real... and that I stabbed you, even if it was because you stabbed me first...]
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not out loud at least, and so rafayel forcibly wedges himself under lucien's arm and just stays there, if he does want the help. if not, i guess he gets a half hug. ] ... It doesn't seem that way to me.
Who do you think you failed?
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SORRY HE'S SURPRISED AT THE HALF-HUG]
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rafayel gives him a pat on the shoulder, like: ] Hello?
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No, I didn't mean to surprise you.
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No, it's fine. I'm sorry if I made it awkward.
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his one shared thought of the day... ]
You've been through a lot. A little bit of awkwardness isn't going to kill either of us, you know.
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my god lucien is fighting for his life against the cute allegations.]
I suppose not. Still, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.
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but, when rafayel hears lucien back, he realizes... his thought may have been heard, and he can't help but to be a little shy about it. his eyes blink a few times, before he looks off to the side. ]
You didn't. [ ... ] So you didn't hate it?
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though now he's getting embarrassed again because there is something awkward about having to admit? you didn't hate the hug?]
No, I suppose not.
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why are they both embarrassed in the middle of this hallway... ]
Then, that's good. [ he clears his throat. ]
I was here to help, though. Is there anywhere you want to go right now? [ you know, to rest. ]
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... I was going back to my room, but my cat is there.
[and he knows... rafayel hates cats...]
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his words hit him like a bucket of cold water.
he already feels his skin crawling, but in spite of that: ]
I'll take you. [ but, he can't help himself from staring at lucien accusingly. Why would you keep a monster in your room? If the other fish knew... but, he's at least putting on the guise of nonchalance. in theory. ]
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... I can probably get her to leave once we're there? She's probably been cooped up for long enough, anyway.
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If she won't devour us first. [ lol.
but, he is remaining dutifully close as he gestures for lucien to follow along. ]
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[but off they go to his room... once they're there, though:]
... Perhaps you should stay out here first, and at a distance, while I let her out.
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[ said under his breath, but not nearly as quietly as he thinks.
but, he does end up giving a cautious nod. side stepping, but also... he tries not to trail too far off from lucien. he's still concerned, okay... what if he gets dizzy again? ]
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puts her down, a safe distance away from fish man.]
There you go, Lady Anastasia...
[the cat seems to ponder life for a moment before running off. see, rafayel? you're safe........]
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[ but, he's still looking out, making sure the cat fully scampers away before he stops hiding against the wall. ]
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[enters his room... if rafayel enters, there is a painting of a cockroach in there for some reason but anyway.]
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squinting at lucien. ] I'll come inside, but are you really not gonna explain?
[ what the hell is the roach painting...? is it good? ]
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[it is an extremely well done painting! it just sure is of a cockroach.]
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