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Who: Anyone!
When: Day 41, Noon
Where: Common Room
What: Mingle!

[In the common room, there are large stacks of colored paper on a simple wood table, a bowl filled with all different types of writing tools, and a small sign.]

What do you desire?

[Feel free to draw or write or mingle. Kain may be around.]

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[Settles his hand on his hip for a more gallant pose.]

Do you think?

[stop being cute]

My, do you really want me to go down that path of teasing? Right in front of him?

No no, if there's an option, lets pass on that for now.

I will save it for later so I can suitably fluster you in the privacy of the flat.

Can we skip that one too?

[SIGH]

I suppose.

...

That worked?

I could always change my mind.

[Holds up his free hand.] You win, my dearest, and easily at that.

[taking that hand, bringing it up to kiss the back. Impishly]

As always, dearest.

You are doing much better today.

[He laughs and ducks his head at that.]

I feel quite a bit more myself as well.

So I see. I'm glad.

I don't honestly mean to worry you... really ever.

Though the petting is a wonderful perk.

Well yes, it is one of your weaknesses.

[nudges gently, teasing] I am going to worry anyway, however. A rather unfortunate side effect of friendship, I think.

Well, no good thing doesn't have a few downsides, as it were.

You bring out the worst in me, Ptou. I have this urge to mother you at times.

That's the worst?

Yes.

Don't worry. It has nothing to do with estrogen, I'm sure. I am a compellingly accurate child.

You certainly are a child, dearest.

Why, thank you~!

My, no argument?

I've learned to accept the truths of the universe as immovable, my dear.

Oh, perhaps one day you will not be a child. I would not say that truth is immovable.

... Perhaps. I've never really thought much on growing old...

... I rather wonder what it will be like.