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Heh, all right. So you there. [His voice is a little softer, Darkleer might be able to hear the small smile in it too, before he disconnects and heads that way.]

See you there.

[He doesn't want to get too hopeful, because if this goes south then he'll just be super miserable, but Darkleer does his best not to immediately spiral into the worse case scenario. He sets off that way as well after making sure he has all the proper items in his sylladex. Soon enough, he appears at the top of the lighthouse, hair pulled back in a long thick braid.]

[Goes south, right. Well Summoner's still a ball of unsure about anything but even if he doesn't know what he'll potentially do, he's still Darkleer's matesprit right now, and Darkleer deserves to be treated like that. And he- wants to treat him like that, even if he loves Mindfang still, that doesn't change his feelings for Darkleer.]

[A small smile stays on his mouth on his way, just- keeping his head clear, trying not to think about them- THEM- Mindfang and Darkleer, whatever... is happening with them. It's none of his business even if it feels like it is for some reason.]

[Let's assume he got there just after Darkleer, since Darkleer was already probably nearby, this being his idea and all.]

[Summoner lands softly on the top as well, feeling a kind of weight in him, nervousness in a sense. He's not sure what this confrontation's about, so he's a little worried but- he's never been someone to dwell in the negative, even when times get tough.]

Tink?

[At the sound of Summoner's voice- he hadn't even heard his wings coming, Darkleer knows he's horribly out of it- Darkleer gives a small jolt and hides something behind his back. There is a petal down at his feet, torn to shreds.]

Lysunder. [A second's pause, and then Darkleer gives his best smile. It's... a bit weaker than his best smile, but he's trying to put Summoner at ease best he can even if he himself is nervous and worried.]

I missed you. I was a bit worried when the curse lasted much longer than normal, but... things seem back to normal now.

[Well, Summoner's rather perceptive, but petal there or not, he ignores it, mostly, maybe his smile widens just barely.]

Yeah, normal, heh, as uh, normal as this place can be. [A small laugh, stepping closer. He tilts his head a little.] You do something with your hair?

Well, we are mostly not under the effects of a curse for our stay here, when you add the time up, so it is considered normal in its own way.

[A light touch to his braid before he shrugs.]

It was getting in the way, so I had a robot braid it. It's nothing spectacular.

Mm, I like it- seems kinda uh- convenient? [His smile gets a little coy, but after, he hadn't meant it like that at first.]

But you know I like your hair down to most. Hell, I just uh- like your hair. [A small laugh.]

You know that. [A softer smile, pocketing his hands.]

I've certainly noticed a certain fondness for my hair, yes. [His smile softens as well, a little more genuine and relaxed. Not a whole lot, but enough.]

I'm not sure if I could choose one thing to like the most about you myself. [Tentatively, he pulls out a red carnation from behind his back and presses it lightly to Summoner's chest.] You're completely beautiful in so many ways, after all.

[His brows furrow a little, smile a bit apprehensive.]

Ah- c'mon Tink... [A nervous glance down to the flowor, then away, hands tightening in his pockets.]

[A slight chuckle.]

You know, always giving me such reactions just makes me want to do such romantic things even more. Maybe that is one of your most beautiful aspects.

Eh- How's- I don't really, get that.

Well.. That's alright. But...

[Leaning down a bit, he presses their foreheads together and lets his eyes close. There's still.. a lot he needs to talk with him about but for now. For now they can just be with each other. He doesn't know how long he'll still have the chance, after all.]

You don't hide. You're just... exposed, and vulnerable. Completely taken over by your emotions for me, by the words I say or the things I do. And it's beautiful.

Darkleer.. [He tenses a little, chest swelling as he pulls in a deep breath. Vulnerable, right, but- with everything going on with him, them... Mindfang. Vulnerable's the last thing he wants to be. Why was he such shit at this... romance. His nostrils flare, keeping his head tilted down.]

Yeah- right I uh, guess I get that a bit. The vulnerable thing.

[Not, admittedly, the reaction he was hoping for. Darkleer waits for a moment before sighing.]

You're one of the most important people to me, Lysunder. I wouldn't be anything if we hadn't kept talking to one another. Anything that makes you unhappy or uncomfortable... I'd stop in a heartbeat. I love you, and I just want you to be happy.

Do you understand that?

Ah, come on, don't, say that. You'd be a lot of things without me, and you know it, and a lot of people do.

[A sigh.]

Hey, being... being unhappy or uncomfortable, it's just a part of how things are, but I know, I feel that way too, which is why this is all, really tough for me. [Since he feels that way about Mindfang as well... There's really no way he can make both Darkleer and Mindfang happy in the end, and that inevitable partial loss is making this one hell of a riddle.]

Y-yeah... I uh, I do. [He pauses, his words hanging a bit before he moves up a hand to slowly touch Darkleer's, still holding that flower to his chest.]

I'd be something. But it wouldn't be the same.

[He won't budge on something like that. He knows that with everyone in Vatheon- the children, Psiioniic, Signless, Disciple, he still would have changed regardless. But Summoner was one the first. He reached out, he pushed, he argued- none of the children could do that.]

Do the actions between her and I make you uncomfortable?

Well yeah, w-why wouldn't they? [A lean back.]

[A slight frown when he pulls away, but Darkleer brushes the feelings off as best he can.]

Then we'll stop.

[He feels a kind of tightening in his chest, letting out a breath as if he had been holding it in. Soon his eyes close and he shakes his head.]

Don't- just, if it happening naturally just- [He hears an echo in his mind, he's said this before.] Just it happen, all right?

I'm already making enough trouble for the both of you, and even if... two trolls I love have to rip at either to feel better than I'll let 'em do what they have to to feel better.

We're causing you trouble, Lysunder, stop blaming yourself.

[After all, neither of them are backing them, Mindfang and him equally amounts of stubborn. Both of them pestering him.]

We can just as easily stop dealing with one another when it comes down to it. We... We had a fling, if it can even be enough to label it as such. That doesn't mean we are any kind of committed.

I have no idea if she has broached this topic, but I know well enough, as much as I wish I didn't, that... [A slight wince.] She loves you nearly as much as I do. We shouldn't make things harder on you.

You're not causing me any trouble. I'm in this because a me, all right? I won't be messing up more for either of you, just because a situation makes me feel uncomfortable. Even if it makes me, really really uncomfortable.

I don't- I don't care, just don't talk about it, all right? If you end up having another 'fling' or it... feels like you might, just let it, and just- don't tell me about it, let it happen and let me- just be blind for the most part anyway.

[Shakes his head.] Fine, then if you love me so damn much, listen to me and just let it happen if it does, all right? [It'll bring them some kinda joy with however... this pity situation ends up going. And even if it's really difficult on him- black/red doesn't matter- thinking about how he's vicariously kissing Mindfang through Darkleer, or could be vice versa with Darkleer through Mindfang, no matter how- frustrating that is, he'd rather just not make more bullshit for them.]

Fine!

[He doesn't mean to raise his voice even the slightest, but it happens anyway and he winces. Dammit. He backs off, ashamed and frustrated and confused, fingers idly tearing at the flower some more just because it gives his fingers something to do.]

I... apologize. I just don't know what to do to help you be happy. I'm not a mindreader, or a seer, my only psiioniic ability is disappearing. I just want you to be happy and I don't know if my pressing is actually doing the right thing. It leads to confrontations with her and sometimes I think it makes you uneasy.

Well, yeah it makes me uneasy. [A shrug.]

But what about this situation wouldn't? Just- [A breath, looking down.]

All I need for you to do is be yourself, all right? Just, do whatever it is you do, just- just how you are.

...May I have permission to hug you then?

[A kind of, clenched pain in his chest at that.]

...Ah- c'mon Tink, you don't have to ask for that...

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