Holly Heights: Mailbox

[third_liberator]

Tyr McDohl
Holly Heights 1499

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[fontastically]

Someone who 'shouldn't' have been here?

[In reference to what Tyr had said months ago.]

[third_liberator]

[ Those words feel too cruel knowing Ion's fate now. ]

I'm not so sure about those words anymore.

[fontastically]

[Tyr's response was enough to imply that it's a yes of who he had in mind even if the feelings are not the same.]

I imagined that was the truth.

[third_liberator]

We can talk about that in private another time.

[ Though talking through text gave Tyr freedom. He didn't need to hide away his emotions, just be careful with his words. ]

If he had a choice, I'm sure he'd want to stay.

[fontastically]

What do you intend to do with that knowledge?

[third_liberator]

I can't do anything.

[fontastically]

Yes you are.

[third_liberator]

What are you saying?

[fontastically]

You are able to control your mind. I don't imagine your friend would want you to feel the present hopelessness.

[third_liberator]

[ ... ]

You're right. He wouldn't want this.

I'm acting foolish right now.

[fontastically]

You have no reason to apologise. You are allowed to grieve. Something like that cannot be replaced.

[third_liberator]

[ He's gone for the second time. Third time. Their time together really felt too short, and he missed him.

Ion didn't get any sort of response for about ten minutes. ]

Have you been O.K.?

[ Even though they went over that earlier in the day. ]

[fontastically]

[Conversation with Tyr isn't something to be forced. It is truly time to let the other be.]

Yes.

[third_liberator]

I'm glad.

If you're free tomorrow, let's go out together.

[ Somewhere. ]

[fontastically]

I would be happy to accompany you.

Please leave a time for me that will suit you.

[third_liberator]

11 a.m.

Your house.

Does that work?

[fontastically]

Yes. I'll be waiting for your arrival.

[third_liberator]

[ And Tyr won't reply to that, instead letting his head clear and forgetting about everything until the next morning.

If he were thinking more clearly, he would have asked Ion to meet him after lunch, but it was too late for that now. Dressed as he usually did, gloves and all, he made his way to Ion's house to meet at the appointed time. If he didn't see Ion from the outside, he would knock at his door. ]

[fontastically]

[Ion isn't peaking out the window but he will answer the door shortly after the other knocked. He will be dressed as normal, himself, as what other way is there? While he is somewhat aware of the situation, Ion softly smiles with opening the door.]

Hello, Tyr.

[He does move to take a step out.]

Would you like something to drink before we leave?

[third_liberator]

[ That was fast.

Tyr shakes his head. Despite their conversation the other evening, Ion seemed to be relaxed and happy, normal. ]

I'm fine if you are... Are you ready?

[fontastically]

[It's the best way to go about things for the time being.]

I am.

[So he takes another step and makes sure to close the door behind him.]

Is there anywhere that you had in mind to go?

[third_liberator]

[ Once again, Tyr shakes his head. ]

I just wanted to walk with you...

[ He slips his hands into his pockets as they start out. It probably seems ridiculous to Ion, but he doesn't really know what to say or if he should say anything, but he wants the company. Even if it's silent company. ]

[fontastically]

[There isn't anything to be said. No, Ion does just that and walks at Tyr's side. It's the least he is able to do for his friend when he knew there is little he can say to begin with. The silence is not troubling. He hardly takes any notice in which direction they are going but it seems they are passing houses that go up in number.]

[third_liberator]

[ It's so warm and comfortable. Not too humid, a small breeze. It's still overcast, but that's probably good for Ion given his complexion. As they keep walking, they're going to eventually come upon the town square and its public buildings. ]

[fontastically]

[He would somewhat slip out of his daze when the buildings changed. They were still in the Housing Gate, at least. And it would be then he finally looked over in the other's direction as to confirm that he was not walking by himself.]