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[tigerpoet]

He's the only other person here from my home. And I promised I'd look after him, he's a danger to himself.

[More than Atsushi could really say.]

That matches up with what I've heard about him.

[fonsvitae]

[ That sounds like such a pain. See, there's a reason he generally doesn't associate with people. ]

I fail to see how your shared origin automatically requires you to clean up his messes.

But if you've made your decision, I wish you luck.

[tigerpoet]

[Because one of them is a Nice Person and it's not Avicebron.]

Thank you.

I hope you've been well, my friend.

[fonsvitae]

I've fared well enough.

I haven't been recruited into judging any contests of erotic writing, at any rate.

[tigerpoet]

Something I didn't properly appreciate until now. I'll be more grateful in the future.

Is anyone helping you with Iris? I don't want you to suffer alone.

[fonsvitae]

[ Ugh, that time of the month again. ]

I'm accustomed to caring for myself. So you've no obligation to worry for my health.

[ So that's a no. ]

[tigerpoet]

I don't care about your wellbeing out of obligation, Solomon.

[It's not like with Dazai, where he was desperate for anyone from home that he'll take it upon himself to look after one of his coworkers he barely talked to. He's friends with Avicebron entirely by choice.]

It pains me to think of you in discomfort when there is something I could do to ease it for you.

[fonsvitae]

I've suffered far worse in the past. Some discomfort is hardly a worth for concern.

[ But, even if it's true, that came out a bit more callous than he planned. So after a pause, there's a weary addendum. ]

I'll look to you if it grows truly unbearable.

[ Even making this concession isn't easy for him. And it's frankly 50/50 on whether he'll actually do as he says. ]

[tigerpoet]

Thank you very much.

[That's as much pushing as he can do - he can only hope Avicebron keeps to his word.]

I am grateful for your friendship.

[fonsvitae]

You've nothing to thank me for.

Neither is my company something worth feeling grateful for.

[ Especially since things are a little complicated by the ... emotions evolved. Which he still isn't comfortable properly addressing. ]

[tigerpoet]

I disagree. And by now you should know you won't change my mind.

[It works both ways, that he isn't really expecting Avicebron to love himself any more any time soon.]