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[third_liberator]

Tyr McDohl
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[fontastically]

[And Ion's going to be there to answer the door and quietly let them.]

Hello.

[third_liberator]

[ Tyr followed him in, giving Ion a nod in acknowledgement. ]

Hey...

[fontastically]

[Ion doesn't say anything as he closes the door and goes back off to the kitchen to get that fabled tea.]

[third_liberator]

...

[ With no-one telling him otherwise, Tyr continues to follow Ion. ]

[fontastically]

[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.]

[third_liberator]

[ 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. ]

...Thanks.

[fontastically]

Would you like to sit down...?

[third_liberator]

[ Looking at Laura, then... ] ...Sure.

[ 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.

[fontastically]

[Ion watches Tyr sit down before deciding on turning around to get a couple of mugs filled with the hot water.]

There isn't anything you need to thank me for.

[third_liberator]

...

I still appreciate it...

[fontastically]

[Tea can't even be considered a distraction and Ion abandons his work at the counter to move to the table.]

The couch may be more comfortable.

[third_liberator]

[ Looking up at him. ]

...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. ]

[fontastically]

[He nods before quietly moving out to go sit on and end of the couch. But that isn't going to do anything, either.]

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.

[third_liberator]

[ Tyr sits beside him, though not all too closely.

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.

[fontastically]

[...]

But Gremio is real.

[third_liberator]

...

[ Messing with his hands in his lap. He opens his mouth just to close it again, unsure what to say or do. ]

...How can you be sure?

[fontastically]

He was present for your childhood and you knew each other. He helped shaping you.

[He doesn't expect Tyr to look at him- it's the least of his worries.]

[third_liberator]

That's not what I meant...

[ He shouldn't dump all of this on Ion, but he is. ]

I don't want to just imagine him...

[fontastically]

If this were truly controlled by your imagination, I don't believe you would send him away. [He shakes his head to himself.] But I can't begin to tell you the Lessor's reasoning or how much he is able to truly do, either. I don't think he is able to truly replicate a full person who already exists.

[third_liberator]

...

[ Tyr falls silent again. All he can say is "thank you," and he doesn't think Ion wants to hear that again. ]

What do you think...is going on?

[fontastically]

[..........Wait.]

There may be a possibility that people leave due to the Lessor's power not being fully practiced.

[third_liberator]

... [ There's an idea. Tyr finally looks over at Ion again. ] Then he might come back when his magic is stronger.