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[don't learn from him, he's awful.]

Maybe...

I appreciate the thought, though.

[but, he's smart tho]

...You do deserve better. From-- everyone.

Don't.

[a slight warning as he says it. he doesn't need to hear that-- twice in one day.

he moves his elbow to his lower thigh and rests his cheek in his palm.]

It's fine. Annoying, but fine. I'd prefer this than whatever rep we had before.

[Grunts and leans against him a little.]

The 'Oops, All Dead' team? Yeah, much better.

Yeah. That's the one.

[finally... counter leans.]

[He doesn't say anything for a while, then - quietly,]

...Don't die.

... I try not to.

[Hesitant, but]

I don't know if it's my imagination, but-- ever since you got that memory, sometimes you get... distant. Like you're still remembering it.

[oh. he goes...

very still...]

... yeah?

...

Does it happen a lot?

[he rubs his face.]

Still getting used to it.

[Brows crease in concern,]

That often...?

['Why didn't you say anything' is on the tip of his tongue, but he doesn't say it. Duh, of course.]

Not-- that often.

Enough to be distracting sometimes, when I'm not expecting it.

So when you're in a bad brain space?

[Quietly,]

I guess-- I was just so glad you were back that I never... asked how you were dealing with that being in your head.

[there's a bit of a snarky smile there, the shift a betrayal of how much he doesn't want to talk about this.]

It's fine. That was the important part, right? Getting back. And you already saw everything that happened.

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[He turns his head enough to take Jason's face in with his eyes,]

S'not the most important part. That should be-- you being okay.

I did see it, so... I should've known you're not. No one could be.

What brought this on?

[he, looks away]

Erasing bad memories. Bad End dying.

...Wanting to be there for you.

Erasing bad memories was a thought based of what I did for you, jackass.

And Bad End hasn't died. Not since Betrayal. I'd know, I've been to every single game.

Remember when my leg got fucked up? That's the worst we've gotten. Compared to you guys.

[he lowers his head-- trying to focus.]

[he shifts to cover his eyes.]

It was three weeks ago, I'm fine.

[Nice try, listing all these things to distract him.

Nero wraps an arm around Jason's shoulders, and gently leans his head against his. Close enough to still hear when he murmurs,]

Three weeks is barely anything, dumbass.

[no. no, no, no.

he's trying to fight it, even as his shoulders start shaking lightly. he's been-- burying all that deep. just at the live, he told Glory basically his whole life story.

like it didn't matter.

but then all it took was another instance of the joker's laughter ringing in his head and he lets out a choked cry of anguish, a half swallowed sob as he tries to throw all of that back into the tight box that it had been in.

but there's another choked sound, and he closes his eyes tightly.

but it's too late to stop the tears from flowing.]

Three weeks i-is a fourth... of the t-time I've been here.

[Nero doesn't say anything. He just pulls Jason against his chest and wraps his arms protectively around him, letting him cry it out. He curls in himself to rest his own cheek against Jason's head, and strokes his hair softly to try and soothe the demons echoing in his head.

No, not demons. A human, somehow, by some grotesque definition of the word.]

Edited 2020-06-28 10:13 (UTC)

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