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[ledbythewind]

[It started out as a normal day-- if it can be called "normal" considering that two of his housemates are currently about eight years younger than usual, but fairly uneventful regardless. The "keep Asbel from getting himself or Hubert killed" duties were passed back and forth between him and Cheria as needed until finally he managed to escape and

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[ingrate]

[At some point in the day, Richard can expect to find an arm around his shoulder.]

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[ingrate]

There we are. [He eases up a little, focusing on that area.]

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[ledbythewind]

[It shouldn't be hard to focus on that spot; Isamu will likely be able to feel the knot as he works.]

... I'm worried that Asbel might go looking for a way to return to our world.

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[ingrate]

You're worried that he'll get in trouble looking, or that he'll actually find one?

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[ledbythewind]

Would you laugh if I said both?

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[ingrate]

Nah.

It makes sense.

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[ledbythewind]

[He sighs.]

Asbel... at the point in time they've reverted him to, he doesn't even know what happens to Sophie shortly afterward, or to me. But I can't tell him those things.

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[ingrate]

Hopefully he'll be back to normal soon enough.

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[ledbythewind]

I hope so too.

[Because all of this is really, really starting to get to him.]

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[ingrate]

[All Isamu can do is knead his shoulders a little more.]

He's a strong kid either way.

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[ledbythewind]

[That draws a slight smile from Richard.]

Yes, much stronger than I was at that age.

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[ingrate]

I think you sell yourself a bit short.

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[ledbythewind]

Do I?

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[ingrate]

All the time, man. You need a good old-fashioned self-esteem boost.

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[ledbythewind]

And I suppose you know how to go about giving those.

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[ingrate]

I'll figure it out.