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[bajamutblast]

I won't make this prettier what are you talking about.

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- Gigaflare (March) = 3x Remaining

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[kingincognito]

[ The kiss to his forehead makes Joshua hum softly, leaning into it just a little bit and letting his eyes close. It's a mild affection, one that he can soak in without feeling as though he's prolonging the issue, so he does so admittedly a little selfishly. ]

You can. I believe in you, Dion.

[ It's a soft murmur, close as they are, but so full of faith. And if Dion should crumble... Well. He will not crumble alone.

But! With that said, Joshua shifts to take Dion's hands in his own, giving them a gentle squeeze. ]

I would love to. Perhaps we could find somewhere where they won't be a problem.

[bajamutblast]

[The relief he feels at that assurance is indescriable. When words fail, he can only offer a grateful smile to the other man. He reaches for Joshua's hand, and once more chances a kiss to those knuckles, before turning toward the door.]

Shall we, then?

[Some fresh air is bound to do them both some good.]

[kingincognito]

[ Dion truly is a gentleman. An adorably flustered gentleman, but a gentleman nonetheless. Each and every gentle affection just adds one more tiny crack to the slow and steady foundation they're trying to establish. By the Founder, he's trying. They both are. ]

After you, Your Highness.

[ Joshua gives Dion's hand a firm little squeeze, and follows his lead. ]