bladeascent | Sticks & Bones // IC Inbox

[He's having a whole moment in his head about maybe being a little Too Sad again and whoops, no that's fine he's just going to, uh, take all those emotions and throw them into the fire where they belong—

He squeezes Ras' hands in his and forces a smile.]

You mean there's a chance I get stuck with you for eternity when she definitely makes me into a God? Your loss.

[The therapy here is free, Vildred, you should probably utilize it.]

I'm great at settling down. Probably. I haven't tried yet, but I could. You'll just have to come with me, I'm afraid.

[ Ras is still thinking about this, too. But more logistically than focusing on the upsetting bits. Because, well, he hasn’t really thought about this yet. He has been so focused on the timeline resets and defeating the Archdemon, that he didn’t even consider an aftermath. In fact, the only times he had was when everyone he cared about died. That was the only aftermath he considered.

He continues to hold Vildred’s hands, cracking a little smile that soon falls to a bit of embarrassed shyness. ]

…Hypothetically, [ Ras never speaks in hypotheticals, so you know he’s genuinely rolling all the outcomes in his brain. ] …if I did give up my divinity, would you… teach me how to be human?

As if I haven't been this whole time?

[He laughs softly, a real one this time. There goes the sadness! Bye sadness! He hopes you never show your ugly fucking face around here ever again—]

I'll even teach you about the fun stuff, [he starts,] like taxes and grocery shopping.

Haha... I assume I will have to learn about that stuff, yeah. And have to actually eat, too...

...

Do you think the food is done now?

For someone who doesn't have to eat, you sure are gung-ho about it. It needs to simmer for a few more hours, it's a stew. We can head back inside, if you want.

[Or they can sit out here and look at the view and try to throw away their feelings, that also works.]

I do believe you are mistaking me for a certain blue cotton ball.

Regardless, I am alright out here. I did not mean to bring the conversation down like that. I am... glad that there is something nice to look at here. It was a bit exhausting looking at greys and reds.

You didn't. Besides, it needed to be said anyway.

[And they are. STILL holding hands. Good god you two.]

We've got big plans for when we get back. [Haha. Hahahahaha. "If", you mean.] I should probably teach you to read before I go to Diche and ask for a big favour. Gotta cash in the good karma and all.

[He can already hear it... Krau saying "Vildred you can't say that it's blasphemous"...]

While I do want to learn to read, I can promise you that you've already built up enough of that~ [ Over the many many many months they've spent together. For Vildred it might only be 6 or so. For Ras, it's been actual years.

Also yeah no he's not pulling his hands away. ]

[Good, they can stand out on the balcony and look out over the landscape and hold hands. Very platonic, good job boys.]

I'm glad your mom thinks I'm cool.

[And then he fucking laughs at his own joke. God. Insufferable, push him off the balcony.]

[ …Snrk. ]

You are silly. [ He will bonk Vildred here with his head — his own way for playful nudging. ]

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