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[leonheartedly]

[welp, he nods and . . . how is he supposed to get rid of them, idk, but he's DOING THAT]

[afineknight]

[ He tells him to take them to wherever it is that they dispose of this stuff. it's fine. ]

Thanks.

[leonheartedly]

[totally fine. He waves off the thanks]

You all right?

[afineknight]

I just had to talk a teenage girl through cutting off a man's arm while another teenager grew him a new arm.

Not the weirdest day I've ever had, but it's up there.

[leonheartedly]

[that has him stopping short to look over, eyes widening]

. . . I'll take that as a no.

[afineknight]

Ehh. [ He waggles a hand idly. ] I also got a magical briefcase a chainsaw! And the man, he has an arm again! Could be worse.

[leonheartedly]

And I'm the one who had a busy day?

[afineknight]

You went into the mist and then watched your team explode themselves, and then the mist rolled in as you all did questionable things over at your barn. So yes, I would say that is busy.

[leonheartedly]

[he comes over to help him scrub at the floorboards, copying the gesture]

Different kinds of busy.

[afineknight]

Fair enough.

[ It's mostly okay, just like, the smallest bits here and there, and Crois is clearly concerned about making it seem like nothing even happened down here. ]

[leonheartedly]

[totally understandable, places like this have to be super clean anyway, right]

[afineknight]

[ it's going to be their storage area!!

After a bit, he pulls back, wiping at his brow with the back of his hand. ]

That . . . should be fine.

[leonheartedly]

[exactly!! He makes a move like he's going to wipe his hands on his pants, but stops himself]

Looks pretty clean to me.

[afineknight]

. . .

[ He sighs deeply, flopping back on the nice carpeted floor that is thankfully clean. ]

I need a break.

[leonheartedly]

Then take a break.

[gonna make sure his hands are clean before he crouches down next to him]

[afineknight]

This is me taking a break.

[ just flopped on his back on the floor, staring at the ceiling. ]

[leonheartedly]

[he hums a little in response. After a moment sits down properly]

[afineknight]

[ He's quiet for a moment and when he speaks again, his voice is a bit softer, more introspective. ]

Sorry, Sancho. I, uh . . . I took out a lot of stress on you today.

[leonheartedly]

[he tilts his head to glance down at him, eyebrows raised]

You did? [it's not sarcasm, he's genuinely asking]

[afineknight]

[ He rolls his head over and back so he can look up at him, gesturing. ]

Little bit.

[leonheartedly]

[he considers that for a moment. Then:]

Did it help?

[afineknight]

It did.

[leonheartedly]

[he nods slowly, then shrugs a shoulder]

Then don't worry about it.

[afineknight]

. . . ha. If you say so!

[leonheartedly]

That's not a pass to hit me in the head again.