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[Putting his chin on Emet's shoulder like the little shit he is.]

I'm not sure what I would have you do, but I wouldn't leave you alone, either. Besides... To them it would be something that would never come to pass. And thus, I think, it would be less of a burden, and take secondary place to taking care of you.

[He likes the contact though his driving might not be straight but there isn't anyone else on the road so who cares!

He does snort though.]

I do remember being disgusted with myself. In that memory. Of my folly, the perversion, the lengths I would go to.

What would you have thought if you were told that I had changed like that? Or, say, Azem themselves. Or any other one of our friends.

If I were my old self?

I would be furious at them for warping our ideals so. Even if I could be bothered to believe it.

Awww, you'd be angry at me.

[SURPRISINGLY, HE DOES THINK IT'S CUTE]

Of course I would.

The normal games you and Azem would get into would pale in comparison.

[is it weird that he's not... upset by the idea.]

Now I almost want to see that.

You always did want to try my patience.

[He squeezes his hand perhaps a bit too roughly.]

But in order to 'see that' as you put it you would have to live through years of tragedy. Perhaps it is best if we skipped all that for you, hmmm?

[Squeezing his hand back! A little apologetic, but still mostly just... affectionate.]

Well, it's not as though I'd want to go through it, of course. But it is interesting to think of what would happen had our roles been reversed.

I have thought about that as well.

Not that it matters in the end. We could spend an eternity guessing or wondering what could have happened differently. But what happened, happened. Wishing it was not the case, would not change that fact.

[... Leaning over to kiss his cheek]

[Oh.]

I'm sulking, aren't I?

Starting to. But it's my fault this time, I think. So I'm stopping it!

I have no doubts you'll find other endearing ways to catch my ire. Your chance is not yet missed.

[He squeezes his fingers as he keeps his eyes on the road.]

... Where were we going again?

[--he has to laugh at that]

Aren't you driving?

I am doing a fine job of it, I simply forgot the destination!

Well, as I understood it, you were looking for somewhere to pleasure me with your mouth. After that it got a bit technical.

No. No. I'm quite certain that was just for the drive.

Was it, now? Then if you've forgotten where it is we're going, I can decide. And we're going to go clothes shopping, because I am long overdue some Baritones-style clothes. And I need to put you in something neon.

I would look horrible in such bright colors and you know it.

[But he does change course towards the mall.]

Oh, did you want a proper suit or something with a little more flare?

Why not both? And I'm sure you would look adorable.

Adorable is not the word I would use.

[He parks. And by parks that means he takes up five spaces minimum, a tire in each. Don't ask where the fifth one is. He hops out and opens the door for him.]

Then I get to pick one for you, if you are going to put me in such bright colors.

It's the word I would use.

[Getting out of the car! You better be giving him your hand to help him out.]

Only one? Here I thought you would be happy to buy me at least twenty new outfits.

[He does help him down and just sees how flustered he is.]

I would be happy to, but you know me and my funds.

[... well. Then there's a 'ping' from Emet's phone. Enjoy a couple thousands' points' transferral. Hyth is certainly much richer than him!]

I believe that's fixable.

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