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[throughbamboo]

[yeah, he can still feel that. He squeezes his arm around him again]

We can stop if ya gotta.

[doggonemad]

. . . fuck, I don't wanna. The hell is wrong with me.

[throughbamboo]

Nothin' is wrong with ya.

[doggonemad]

[ mutters incoherent nonsense before finally starting to pull away. ]

[throughbamboo]

[letting his arm drop, drawing back]

[doggonemad]

. . . thanks.

[throughbamboo]

Ya don't gotta thank me, bro.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, I do.

[throughbamboo]

. . . [he sighs softly]

Don't think ya do. But yer welcome.

[doggonemad]

So, uh . . . I should make 'em soup or somethin', right? The kids, I mean.

[throughbamboo]

They might 'ppreciate it . . . ya know how to make soup?

[doggonemad]

Cookbook's gotta have some shit. It'll take time, but whatever . . .

[ leans over to start digging under his bed. ]

We might even have some in a can, though. We get supplies from Coco weekly.

[throughbamboo]

'Course it'll take time, y'gotta chop everythin' up.

Ya want some help?

[doggonemad]

'Course I do. An' after the kids are all fed, ya wanna come with me to Bluebell with a bottle o' Jack?

[throughbamboo]

Jack? Shit, like I'd say no.

[he nods] I'll go with ya. Checkin' in on 'em?

[doggonemad]

Yeah. Wanna check on Minuet-chan an' Harmony-chan. Fantasia should be helpin' Zenith-han out there as well, so I wanna see how that's goin'.

[throughbamboo]

Better introduce me to the dumbass properly . . . though I wanna see how Zenith's doin', too. Harmony's the lady you were helpin' out?

[doggonemad]

Yer gonna meet him one way or 'nother. We may not be able ta see Zenith-han right now since he's all— well, yanno.

[ waggles hand. ]

Yeah, that was Harmony-chan. She seems ta always get the short end of the stick after rituals, so I help her out.

[throughbamboo]

[he copies the gesture]

So long as he's bein' taken care of.

'Snice of ya, though. Bet she appreciates ya lookin' out for her.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, I mean, shit. I felt bad for her. She got here an' immediately started gettin' fucked up. Sucks.

[throughbamboo]

Fuck. In a ritual like this one was, or just - bad luck with the other kinds?

[doggonemad]

The latter. There was a boat one, 'pparently, an' she got infected with this blue shit. I had ta tweeze it outta her after knockin' her out.

[throughbamboo]

Fuckin' hell . . . these rituals are real fucked up, bro.

[doggonemad]

Yeah. So if that shit ever happens to me, I want ya to be the one to toss me in the fountain.

Sorry.

[throughbamboo]

[just.


You can tell that is not something he considered very deeply until now]

Bro—. . .

[he shuts his eyes, taking a breath, fists clenching. Then two breaths]

. . . tell yer flock to call me if I ain't there. I got that shadow power, I can be there in seconds.

No one else will touch ya.