V. ...23...

[tread_the_earth]

...I have a headache.

At least the mansion is back to normal.

Comments

[vi_schemer]

Where are you?

[tread_the_earth]

...By the pool.

[vi_schemer]

I will be down in a few minutes. Do not go anywhere.

[tread_the_earth]

I should be coming to you.

...But... All right.

[vi_schemer]

...Whichever you would find easier. Perhaps it would be better to meet in the room instead?

[tread_the_earth]

Yes. That would be acceptable.

I will need to lie down, anyway.

[vi_schemer]

I thought you would. I'll brew some tea. You rest.

[tread_the_earth]

Thank you. I will be there shortly.

[vi_schemer]

As will I.

[tread_the_earth]

*Arrives via portal, absently dismissing his tomahawk, which he had awoken next to. Looks around briefly before making his way to the bed, which he wearily sits on.*

[vi_schemer]

*Arrives only a minute later, jacket in hand and with a different shirt on to cover his bandages around his side. He drops the coat on one of the chairs and goes to him first, checking on him first, silently.*

[tread_the_earth]

*Eyes Zexion as he approaches, first looking at his face, then at the shirt he is wearing, then his overall composure. His voice is solemn.*

...You were injured.

[vi_schemer]

*Looks at him, raising an eyebrow.*

You were killed.

[tread_the_earth]

I regret your injury more than my death. ...Though I am sorry, all the same.

[vi_schemer]

*Gently takes his strong face in his hands, leans just a little way, and kisses his forehead.*

As am I. ...I will not lose you again, Lexaeus.

[tread_the_earth]

*Is a little surprised by his forwardness, but maintains his contemplative frown*

I died searching for you. I can't help but wonder if that was-- will-- happen.