[ for ease of explanation, here is a memshare, but it's blink gone so you don't have to watch it at 2:30am. it's the same stock of every alien stage round: an audience full of excited segyein, his owner watching from the box seats, death of one kind of another. ]
[ fine while they tussle he also gets caught up in laughter, it's contagious. the vibes are sincerely sad, he is full of not wholly resolved heartache in general, but the joy is also very genuine. ]
[ not before many more years and probable bloodshed, no. as i abuse affection week though he will pat saber on the face to pinch their cheek again and then
briefly peck them on the forehead instead. this is not a romantic gesture in his head, but it's still something very unwieldy, new, and mysterious to him. he starts yapping over his embarrassment, which strikes immediately. ]
S... Stay in touch, okay? I'll be mad [ sad ] if you guys forget about me.
[ till is so cute... at the very least, saber is used to yves at this point, so the forehead kiss is not as much of a shock as it could have been weeks ago. ]
How could we forget about you? I am very bad at using my phone though.
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Just a bunch of people who ate up suffering.
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but saber will just curl around till a little more closely. affection week. ]
That was how you died...?
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he's a little startled at first, but he'll pause and put an arm over them. ]
Yeah. ...All that bragging and I still lost.
[ his confidence hasn't taken a blow but it still sucks. trauma did this. ]
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[ something that obviously means a lot to him... and it's part of what ended up killing him. ]
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Tough guy getting all sad again...
[ he's okay, he died happy. ]
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[ sniff!!! learn the difference!!!
they poke him back. ]
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I know! I know.
[ he will give them a hug since they're in the right position for it. it's still kind of shy but affection week give me 4am strength. ]
...Thanks. [ I'll miss you, Saber. ]
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I'll miss you too, Till.
[ sorry we did not have more time. ]
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Don't call me out...
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You called me out first.
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That doesn't count!!
[ sniffles and bats their head ]
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You're so— [ annoying... (fond) ]
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Mm, same to you.
[ pats him ]
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briefly peck them on the forehead instead. this is not a romantic gesture in his head, but it's still something very unwieldy, new, and mysterious to him. he starts yapping over his embarrassment, which strikes immediately. ]
S... Stay in touch, okay? I'll be mad [ sad ] if you guys forget about me.
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How could we forget about you? I am very bad at using my phone though.
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he thinks it is very possible to forget a guy you've known a week after several decades. ]
Get better at it then.
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Of course I will. It's me.