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[Private to Kamui]

I'm going out for a walk. I shouldn't be gone long. Please try to stay out of trouble and rest a bit?

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There has been a large influx of people here over the past day or so. I hope that despite the circumstances of your arrival you try to make the best of this.

I suppose...an introduction. Ah, I am Subaru. I

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[Seishirou is looking up to the sky, but the noise of someone approaching disturbs him. Not making a sound himself, he turns around.]

What does my good eye see, might it be a Subaru?

[His voice sounds more raspy than usual, but he seems to be in a good mood otherwise, smiling cheerfully. Or maybe he's just happy to see his prey.]

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[The voice makes him stop. He hadn't even seen him there, having been walking the other way. Had his wanderings led him to Marshall-...?

...Ah.] Seishirou-san.

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[He's not coming closer. Just chuckling, maybe at Subaru, maybe at himself, maybe at... who knows.]

How have you been?

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[Now that they weren't speaking over the devices, Subaru's words clearly did not match how he looked.] As well as one can be... [He looks away for a moment before looking back. He doesn't move from his spot, but he doesn't look completely wary of the other man.]

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Hmm. I see. You weren't hurt? The air... and then the rain... [Touching his throat for a second he stops smiling and looks serious -- for a second, that is.] I was worried about you.

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I didn't go outside during the rain... [But it was obvious he was affected by the gas. His voice still has a small pitch to it. Seishirou's words make his eyes widen only slightly and then he looks almost sad.] I'm sorry...For having worried you.

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Don't be. [Instead of approaching him, he's taking a step back now.]

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[He almost looked distressed at the other moving away. He hardly had the chance to speak with the other man, but at the same time found so little to speak to him about. Or perhaps there was so little he found himself allowed to speak about.

He didn't want to push the man away, but he had no idea how to keep him around either. Not without bringing discomfort towards his brother. He took a step forward.] Your voice- Are you still ill?

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[There's no hood today hiding his face and the quick, natural switch to a stern expression is visible.]

No. [And he praises himself for managing to get his voice to sound almost as smooth as it normally would have been -- he's suppressing a cough and swallowing hard. Doesn't make it less uncomfortable. He waits silently for the tickling to vanish, so he can say good bye. No need to let the twins know he's not in good shape.]

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[Subaru's face pressed into a worried look.] Are you sure...? It isn't good to walk around when you are ill... [He didn't have much room to talk, but he surely had more than Kamui did.]

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[If he starts talking now, he's sure he'll have to cough... but not answering would give him away just the same.] I'm fine. [That is him, croaking like an old frog. And then he starts coughing, finally spitting the irritating phlegm out.

There's a short moment of 'oh shit' expression on his face. Coughing! Spitting, him! Outrageous, impossible. He bows to Subaru.] Sorry.

[It hits him that Subaru is actually standing in his way to home -- which he'd rather not have the twins know where that is. He turns around, away, scratching the tiny dots of burnt skin on his throat; sticking your head out into the rain had been a bad idea, but curious as he knew he was he'd probably do it again by the time the next rainfall came. He coughs, only slightly, and raises a hand.] Goodbye. Take care.

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Seishirou-san...! [Instantly he moved over to the other man, hand reaching out to grab his sleeve. It was obvious the man was ill, but why had he not gotten help beforehand and why was he outside at all like this? It struck Subaru almost funny how stubborn both Kamui and Seishirou-san could be when they wanted to.

They both also had an undying habit of worrying Subaru to no end.] please, Seishirou-san it isn't good for you to be out like this. At least let me take you to the clinic-- [He added hastily.] ...Kamui is working, so he won't be there, if...you are worried about that.

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[For a moment he just stares at him, wide-eyed, his mouth hanging open a little bit. Even his throat and his lungs seem to be surprised because though he still croaks when he speaks, he doesn't cough.]

You're cute, Subaru-kun. [He smiles at him. The smile darkens when Kamui is mentioned.] I don't think it is necessary to see a doctor, but... [harrumph] how can I resist you?

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[His cheeks tint pink at the compliment. He didn't intend to be cute, but at least Seishirou agreed to see a doctor? Even if Kamui and Seishirou couldn't get along Subaru couldn't help but worry over the both of them.

Still holding onto the other's sleeve, he started to tug gently in the direction he remembered was the clinic. He was still hesitant of going to the clinic, after what happened with Kamui...But if he was assured Seishirou-san could be treated or his throat, Subaru could deal well enough.]

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[No, he can't fight that smile. What an adorable face, with the pink shading it so nicely. He starts walking, very close to Subaru -- the sensation of him holding his sleeve is... he likes it; he can't find words fitting. He likes it and he wants Subaru to keep holding on.]

I've never been to the clinic before. [A strong cough follows and it shakes him for a whole minute.]

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[He stops briefly when Seishirou begins to cough violently. He looks up at him with a worrying stare. After waiting for the other to calm down, he began to walk again, slower.]

I've been there a few times... [He continued to keep his gaze ahead of him, not meeting Seishirou's pleased smile.]