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[codecmoment]

i mean do you want the actual answer or the censored one
either way Iris makes me all cuddly and I want to protect and help
so i just worry about you extra!

[the_archivist]

The actual answer?

I appreciate it. I'm taking care of myself. You should be taking care of yourself too.

[codecmoment]

I'm in heat, so
i'm
leaky

[ It takes him a solid ten minutes to type all of that, and immediately puts his face in his hands upon sending it. ]

[the_archivist]

Sounds uncomfortable.

Do you have someone with you, or do you need company?

[codecmoment]

i'll come give you cuddles
look outside
／(･ × ･)＼

[the_archivist]

Alright...

[He heads downstairs and outside the apartment.]

[codecmoment]

[ Hal is sitting on a bench in the main area outside, a paper bag in his hand (and smells of fresh baked goods - he went and grabbed a little something for the visit). He's dressed for the balmy summer night, loose things hanging off his slim frame and broad shoulders. His little cotton tail and flopped ears both perk up once he sees Jonathan in the distance, and he waves. ]

[the_archivist]

[Jon smiles when he spots him and walks over to the bench he's sitting on, and settles next to him.]

You look... perky.

[codecmoment]

[ Hal reaches into the bag and pulls out a fresh cranberry muffin and puts it into Jon's hand. ]

I came for tea!

[the_archivist]

[He takes the muffin, looking surprised that Hal had thought to bring him something, and for a minute he's reminded of Martin and his fussing and it- it hurts because Martin told him to stop looking for him. He offers Hal his free hand though.]

I can manage tea. You'd better come up then.

[codecmoment]

[ Hal takes it immediately, his little tail visibly sticking up as he shifts to stand; it's not a thing that moves based on emotion, but how his spine moves. ]

I need to protect and care for my special people right now, or it bugs me. Deal with it.

[the_archivist]

I'm dealing. Sorry, just reminded me of- of someone from home for a minute. He always used to- um- he'd bring me tea. Even when I was awful to him.

[codecmoment]

[ Hal's ears flatten slightly. Now he feels kind of sad he somehow made some homesickness bubble up. But it can be bittersweet - silver lining, right? ]

Good memories?

[the_archivist]

Yes. He is- He was one of my assistants. Martin. He always believed in me. Supported me. I didn't deserve it.

[codecmoment]

Well... as someone who does things like that, I think I can understand how Martin felt.

[ Hal gently tugs his friend's hand, trying to get him to walk with him. They can talk over tea. ]

[the_archivist]

[Jon lets himself be tugged along, and starts to drag himself together. Really, it isn't fair, that every other Avatar gets the emotions burned out of them, and he's still here, feeling everything too much.]

Sorry. That got maudlin.

[codecmoment]

It's not! Keep telling me about him. I have big ears for listening right now!

[the_archivist]

Um, well, he's... Like I said, he was my assistant in the Archive. He was a researcher. I was- I was terrible to him at first. But he didn't-

He always tried to take care of me, make sure I ate and went home, even when I- I went through a period of intense paranoia a couple of years ago. Not entirely unjustified paranoia, but I handled it badly. burned bridges with one of my assistants pretty badly. But Martin- he just kept protecting me. He trusted me. Never gave up on me.

[codecmoment]

He really cared about you. It's good that you realize that now.

[ Hal nudges Jon gently. ]

Lead the way.

[the_archivist]

Too little, too late, unfortunately.

[Because now Martin is embroiled in something with Peter Lukas and Jon- he worries. It can't be pleasant, working with an Avatar of the Lonely that closely, and he doubts that's all that's going on.]

Right. Come on then.

[codecmoment]

Oh.

[ Well, nothing more to say on that front, then. He's quiet, letting Jonathan lead him, the smell of the baked goods in the paper bag wafting up into his face. ]

Well, I'm here for you. Even if you're prickly.

[the_archivist]

[Jon takes a breath.]

It's not- it's complicated. Things got messy. very messy for a while. At work. And then I was in a coma for six months, and when i woke up, well, everything was different. I was six months behind and Martin- he works as the assistant to the acting Head of the Magnus Institute now. And I can't see him.

[And he is so very worried.]

I know you are. Thank you. It means a lot.

[codecmoment]

Mmm. I can't say I understand your paranormal, academic world, but I can understand your feelings. How scary it is. How alone and helpless you feel. I've been there plenty of times!

[ Hal is gentle and even, soothing, and waits for Jon to let him in. ]

You can sit down with your muffin and tea with me, and talk more, if you need to. Want to. I'm here for you today! It makes me feel better to be.

[the_archivist]

You're better off not knowing. I- I don't even know how I'd begin to explain it anyway.

[He doesn't want to, because then he'd have to explain that he is a monster, and Hal will never want to talk to him again.]

That sounds really nice.

[He opens the door and steps inside, and lets Hal follow after him.]

[codecmoment]

[ Without his usual shyness, Hal invites himself right in like its his own home. ]

-- wait, are you a shoes off kinda place? I know some places do that.

[ He does take them off anyway, then resumes making himself at home. ]

Tea time! We can hold hands. That's good for you, right?

[ It's fortunate Jon isn't under Cordis at the moment, or even inclined towards being interested in sex, because Hal's heat is roaring and he's really struggling with it. He is making a very laundry-like, soothing smell. ]