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[conflictresolution]

Yes. Overjoyed.

[traumaticus]

[so penance for him.]

your daughter has proven to be more than capable of surviving and looking out for herself. i doubt there is a reason to worry.

or is there something else plaguing your mind?

[conflictresolution]

No.

You will need to make other sleeping arrangements as I will be working overnight.

[traumaticus]

[.....]

very well. i shall leave, then.

[conflictresolution]

Fine.

[traumaticus]

[oh. that's it? richard did make the statement first but there still is something very hurtful in just one word like that.

so he's really fine him not being there? or is this another of those "outs" that silco offers him? should he stay or leave?

a moment passes before richard begins to type again.

"do you really mean--"

"what about your con--"

"don't you want me--"

but he falls back into his usual habit of withdrawing away, although this time it is over text and not spoken words. so he will just leave silco on read for now.]

[conflictresolution]

[True to his word, Silco stayed away until the next night, having worked himself through the emotions of his world falling out from under him. He returned to his house with the albino boar following along, having not seen the point of chasing the animal off.

He walked around the house looking for Richard, but perhaps his lover was working late at the inn. Yet, he noticed essential items missing in his walk about. He avoided Jinx's areas of the house for the moment.]

Are you coming over and staying tonight?

[traumaticus]

is that your wish?

[conflictresolution]

We've been consistently doing so for the last month, so yes. Do you wish to?

[traumaticus]

[...]


yes.

[conflictresolution]

Good. I won't be awake much longer. It would be pleasant to have you here when I retire.

[traumaticus]

i take it you're of better mood, then.

[conflictresolution]

Not particularly, but I'm too tired to be able to focus. Tomorrow will be better.

[traumaticus]

very well. i shall be there shortly

[there is then a brief pause before he continues]

am i right to assume that rejection was not in your intention last night?

[conflictresolution]

Good. Whitey is already here.

No. I needed a night to myself, nothing more. Did you think I was rejecting you?

[traumaticus]

i was not sure.

[conflictresolution]

I wasn't. I would make it very clear if I was.

[traumaticus]

you have previously sought out to give me different ways 'out' of this agreement.
i would did not know whether you were doing it again or not.

[conflictresolution]

You also told me that you never wanted to hear such things from me again, so I don't say them.

[traumaticus]

understood. i shall take your word for it, then.

i do not wish to sleep alone again.

[conflictresolution]

Did you sleep last night?

[traumaticus]

at the break of dawn, yes.

[conflictresolution]

When it is light outside.

Come, I will be with you in the dark.

[traumaticus]

[This time there is no reply. Richard feels like he has said all that there is to be said and just closes the tablet, tucks his paper work away into the drawer and makes his way to the apartment, which he had taken a residence for a nearly month now.

And as the twilight has began to covet most of the sky, Richard arrives and immediately goes to seek out Silco.]

[conflictresolution]

[Silco moved around his house and neatening the place up to keep his hands busy and to stave off the drag towards a chair or the bed. He shed his jacket then his tie then his vest.

By the time Richard arrived, he was leaning his forearms on the back of a dining room chair - the one Jinx sat it most frequently - and was trying to read from his book. He turned his head to spy his lover, looking tired and pale. He shut the book and set it on the table and slowly pushed off the chair he had been leaning on.]