she's going out of her way to keep him company so he just pauses and then frowns even though he's clearly turning red. he goes to stand in a corner.... ]
[ he's just pouting again because he knows he's being teased, even though the tips of his ears are still red. at least he's not leering like a pervert at all—scantily clad women don't bother him when he expects it ]
I think I'm becoming honored that you're so comfortable around me.
[ yves just goes to stay by the side of the water then - dipping the finger of his hand into the springs in hopes of some relief and finding... none at all ]
... hard to explain, like I'm sure you experienced too.
[ nods... he closes his eyes and tries to sort through them ]
My name is Yves. I'm from an island called Arpéchéle. The land beloved by Death. I... died when I was 17. [ a beat ] 22? [ uh oh ] I was used in a failed sacrifice by... my friend, Scien.
[ . . . he sinks down slightly at that, closing his eyes and letting his fingers settle into the water of the hot spring. focusing on that. only that. ]
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[could be something lingering, maybe...
but she'll accompany him to the spring.]
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No... but I was a ghost. Everyone else was alive. So I think being dead... made me very cold.
[ said so matter of factly because apparently yves is acclimating to always being dead ]
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[when they reach the springs she is, unfortunately, just going to start getting ready to hop in.]
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HE'S
GOING TO PLACE A HAND ON HER SHOULDER ]
Why.
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god
she's going out of her way to keep him company so he just pauses and then frowns even though he's clearly turning red. he goes to stand in a corner.... ]
Can you just... wear a towel please...
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[she hasn't even taken off her undies, wow...
she explicitly does not fucking do this on the weekends
however, she will in fact wear the towel.]
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[ HE'S JUST GONNA SAY IT he doesn't even care that she doesn't participate! he's just embarrassed! he's still staring at the wall ]
Let me know when you're done...
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[c'mon yves.
and when she's ready, betoweled-]
Okay, you can look without scarring your poor, virginal eyes.
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I think I'm becoming honored that you're so comfortable around me.
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[as she heads over to sink into the water:]
Sooo what was it this time?
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... hard to explain, like I'm sure you experienced too.
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My name is Yves. I'm from an island called Arpéchéle. The land beloved by Death. I... died when I was 17. [ a beat ] 22? [ uh oh ] I was used in a failed sacrifice by... my friend, Scien.
No, I chose to die, or I...
[ ? ]
I couldn't die when it mattered most.
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All I care about anyway is that you're Yves, one of the most obnoxious men I know.
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... I am pretty obnoxious, huh?
[ though it's just a weak tease in return ]