[KYRIAKOS][Day 113, late evening/night]

[trailofblood]

[after fluff bingo, he was heading back to his dorm with a new shard. . . before he remembers oh right I have a date??? and detours to catdorm instead. so he's still in full winter getup and somewhat soggy because snow]

[knock knock]

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[featherduster]

[ He shrugs, lamely ]

I know. But it seems like most everything I remember is like that. [ Murder, mass-murder, genocide... ] I don't really want other people stressing out over it.

[trailofblood]

[conveniently leaving your arm out of that list I see]

[he hasn't even touched it yet but setting aside his udon to stand up and poke vash in the forehead]

You really are an idiot. You're always goin' off worryin' about everyone even when they tell ya not to, but you don't want anyone worryin' about you.

[featherduster]

[ He carefully balances his own bowl on his knee, so he can resignedly rub the offended spot on his forehead. Can't you show concern in other ways........ ]

I can't help it. This is just how I am.

[trailofblood]

[crosses his arms, disgruntled by that response]

Aren't you the one who's all for people bein' able to change?

[featherduster]

Well...

[ Yes. Actually.

Why must you constantly poke holes in his hypocrisy ]

[trailofblood]

[the holes were already there ok he's just pointing them out]

You don't get to tell me I can change for the better, then say shit like 'I can't help it' when it comes to you. So what if you've had to live the same way for over a hundred years? Is that who you wanna be in the future you've got here an' now?

[look at all this bullshit of yours he's throwing back in your face]

[featherduster]

That's not it. Think about it, Wolfwood. Do you want people getting upset about the things in your memories? So why would I want that? How is that changing "for the better"?

[trailofblood]

That's not what I mean. It's not about tellin' everyone all the bad shit ya remember.

[chestjab this time]

It's the same thing I'm always tellin' ya. Worry about yourself, too. An' accept that maybe you've got people who give a damn when shitty things happen to ya.

[featherduster]

I know I do.

[ To that last point ]

Look - the soup's gonna get cold. Can't we talk about something else?

[trailofblood]

[glares some]

[takes up his bowl and sits down next to him, aggressively slurps noodles]

Can't ya at least try?

[featherduster]

[ Now you take the bed ]

... Try what?

[trailofblood]

[god!!]

[more aggravated glaring]

Givin' a damn about yourself.

[mumblegrumbling something like 'this'd be easier if we could still feel each other's feelings']

[featherduster]

[ Looking taken aback ]

You actually miss that?

[ WHO ARE YOU...... ]

[trailofblood]

I didn't say that! An' quit tryin' to change the subject.

[back to aggressive noodle eating]

[or semi-aggressive, he's going with one or two noodles at a time]

[featherduster]

You implied it, though.

[ Far less aggressively digging into his own noddles, finally ]

[trailofblood]

I'm just sayin', it made some things easier at the time.

["""easier"""]

[featherduster]

...



Hypothetically, if we could do it again, would you want to?

[trailofblood]

[. . . pauses in noodle eating to be suddenly unsure]

Why do ya ask?

[featherduster]

[ Reasonably, ] It was a hypothetical question.

You didn't answer.

[trailofblood]

[but you're being suspicious now in a vash-y way]

I mean. . . I wasn't too fond of havin' that forced on us by Nyssa. But it wasn't all bad?

[featherduster]

[ You're just glad you got makeouts. Admit it. ]

Okay. But what if it hadn't been forced by Nyssa?

[trailofblood]

[peers at.]

Why does it matter?

[featherduster]

Because I wanna know.

[trailofblood]

Would you wanna do it again?

[featherduster]

[ A long moment of consideration... ]

Maybe. Yeah.

You still haven't actually answered, though.