[ No, that really is their code for "I know you're depressed." Tyr sighs, looks between the text message and the dog currently making his leg fall asleep, and eventually answers a few minutes later. It wouldn't be fair to keep avoiding Ion. He's really his closest friend right now. ]
[ There's no response. Just another car pulling up to Ion's house with Tyr walking out of it, gathering up his puppy, and walking up to Ion's front door with the dog in his arms. Knock knock. ]
[He turns off the stove so that the kettle doesn't have to continuously announce that it's doing it's job. But he only then goes through a cabinet to get a bowl to fill it up with cold water to set on the floor. No sense in leaving the little lady out.]
[ Ion sure was a knight. Tyr appreciated everything Ion was doing for him and for his dog (who was soon set free to have a drink), but he didn't say anything. If anything, he still felt a little awkward. ]
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I'm O.K.
[ He's at home with Laura. Maybe the rest of his housemates are there too, but not as much as his dog is at the moment.
So he's okay. ]
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Okay.
Please take care.
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[ Though now he's realizing that he hasn't talked to Ion since Gremio left.
Or to Luc, Riou, or his housemates for that matter.
What an emo kid.He's really run away all over again.One would think, losing so many people close to him, that he'd want to hold on tighter to the friends he still has.
Nope.
He's sulking alone instead. ]
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I've learned how to brew black tea, recently. If you'd like, I could prepare some tea for you.
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O.K.
I'll meet you at your house.
Thank you, Ion.
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Hello.
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Hey...
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[ With no-one telling him otherwise, Tyr continues to follow Ion. ]
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...Thanks.
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[ He looks over to the dining chairs and decides that's a good a place as any, so he pulls out a chair and sits down. ]
...Thanks for everything.
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There isn't anything you need to thank me for.
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I still appreciate it...
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The couch may be more comfortable.
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...We can move there.
[ Anywhere is fine by Tyr, but if Ion wants to sit on the couch, Tyr has no reason to argue. He stands up. ]
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I'm sorry, Tyr. I can't say anything that will ease your thoughts. It wouldn't be fair to you or Gremio to pretend.
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Ion's words...make Tyr look down at his hands. ]
It's fine... Gremio is... You said before that none of this might be real.
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But Gremio is real.
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