[ After a moment's pause, Aventurine lets out a quiet sigh. ]
You're lucky your handsome face is so persuasive.
[ That, and some other reasons he can't bring himself to voice out loud. Without further hesitation, he uncorks the vial, and downs its contents. All or nothing, right?
Once he's done, he places the cork back in the vial, and holds it out for Nehan to take. And I look at you like you're about to tell me that Aventurine dies on the spot. ]
[ He doesn't even react, this is so far from the most embarrassing thing that Aventurine's said by now. Part of him is a little surprised that Aventurine drinks it at all, considering he really could knock him out right now, but it's fine. ]
Bold of you to say, considering you never listen to me.
[ But yeah, it kills him instantly. No, it actually does help take the edge off, quickly. It's good stuff. Nehan watches him, making sure he doesn't have any adverse reactions. ]
...You had some sort of migraine after treating Aqua, right? [ the painshare. ] It should help.
[ Oh, the near instant relief is nice. He's suddenly wondering why he put up the fight at all. ]
It wasn't that bad. [ It was bad. ] And it wasn't actually a migraine. I just told her that so I wouldn't be adding guilt on top of everything else she was going through.
[ So don't you worry your pretty little head about it, Nehan. Now that that's done, Aventurine goes back to leaning against him. ]
[ The tone and timbre of his voice doesn't fluctuate much, but there is a certain wryness to it when he's not being serious. It's better than before, when he was occupied with thoughts of their dead teen and dozen injured.
Still, he can't outrun the day forever, trying not to lean too hard in return, but sagging into it a little anyway. It's not even comfortable. They're in a cemetery. He shuts his eye and rests his head against the tombstone or whatever they're braced up against. ]
At this rate we're just going to end up being awake together instead.
Strange that he's starting to recognize the inflections in Nehan's tone, and while the backdrop of the cemetery doesn't make for the best ambiance, the still calm at just the two of them sitting here is a stark contrast from the chaotic day that they've had. ]
Consider me blameless with how many times I've told you to leave.
[ They really argued back and forth and for what. ]
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You're lucky your handsome face is so persuasive.
[ That, and some other reasons he can't bring himself to voice out loud. Without further hesitation, he uncorks the vial, and downs its contents. All or nothing, right?
Once he's done, he places the cork back in the vial, and holds it out for Nehan to take. And I look at you like you're about to tell me that Aventurine dies on the spot. ]
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Bold of you to say, considering you never listen to me.
[ But yeah, it kills him instantly. No, it actually does help take the edge off, quickly. It's good stuff. Nehan watches him, making sure he doesn't have any adverse reactions. ]
...You had some sort of migraine after treating Aqua, right? [ the painshare. ] It should help.
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It wasn't that bad. [ It was bad. ] And it wasn't actually a migraine. I just told her that so I wouldn't be adding guilt on top of everything else she was going through.
[ So don't you worry your pretty little head about it, Nehan. Now that that's done, Aventurine goes back to leaning against him. ]
But thanks. I feel better.
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Ah. So you're just a liar.
[ The tone and timbre of his voice doesn't fluctuate much, but there is a certain wryness to it when he's not being serious. It's better than before, when he was occupied with thoughts of their dead teen and dozen injured.
Still, he can't outrun the day forever, trying not to lean too hard in return, but sagging into it a little anyway. It's not even comfortable. They're in a cemetery. He shuts his eye and rests his head against the tombstone or whatever they're braced up against. ]
At this rate we're just going to end up being awake together instead.
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Strange that he's starting to recognize the inflections in Nehan's tone, and while the backdrop of the cemetery doesn't make for the best ambiance, the still calm at just the two of them sitting here is a stark contrast from the chaotic day that they've had. ]
Consider me blameless with how many times I've told you to leave.
[ They really argued back and forth and for what. ]
But... I wouldn't mind that.