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[ The invitation to come by the clinic had only been made yesterday, but Joshua finds himself eager to see Dion again anyway. Whether that be out of concern for the other man - he'd been through quite a lot back at home, and now this - or because he's indeed taking Clive's suggestion to catch up to heart, he isn't entirely settled just yet. Perhaps a combination of both things.

Tea can easily be found in the kitchens, but considering the inn rooms have their own small kitchen areas, Joshua has gone ahead and selected a small tin of it to bring along with him. Coming to a new world like this is stressful enough, and a good cup of tea is just the thing to help.

He's figured out which room belongs to Dion, and he politely knocks on the door, waiting with his hands folded behind his back, only partially to obscure his gift. Hopefully, Dion is actually in. ]

[ And Clive visits Dion after his brother does, after a day or two, to let the other settle in more. It gives Clive time to decide on his course of action(s), before seeking the other out.

The knock on Dion's door is most definitely not Joshua's, there's no way Clive can mask how heavy he knocks. Not while gauntlets cling to your arms and you're jacked.

But at least it's gentle by his normal standard, and he speaks up as he does. ]

It's Clive.

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[ Dion's courting gift had been something incredibly special. Not only made of a piece of his armor, but designed specifically to aid Joshua in case of an emergency. An impossibly kind gesture, considering that his own magic is difficult for him to use without incurring further damage to his body. And it's a kindness that Joshua intends to repay.

He'd given Dion one of his feathers, of course. Not the magic sort, like Clive keeps on his person, but the physical sort. A feather from his wings, tucked behind Dion's ear, a temporary token until he was able to get something more permanent. Feathers are fragile things, after all. And, not long after their evening spent resting peacefully beneath Pure Vanilla's protection, he gets notice that this more permanent token is ready to be picked up.

Now that he has it, the soft little bundle sits folded in his hands behind his back, its weight both a comfort and a source of nervous energy, though he knows he has no need to be nervous. It isn't as if Dion's mind will change when he receives it, after all, but all the same...

No. Perhaps it is a good sort of nervousness. Anticipation to see the gift so warmly received.

Before he can turn himself away from the door with his own jitters, Joshua lifts a hand, knocking lightly on the wood and then quickly returning it to fold behind his back. ]

[ continuing from here! ]

[ And as Dion carries him up those stairs, Joshua... doesn't do a damn thing, because honestly, the fact that Dion couldn't help but lift him like a sack of potatoes is so charming that he's left unable to protest. And besides, he knows that he's fairly light in terms of grown adults, but the fact that Dion can carry him this long without an ounce of complaint...

He sighs softly, fondly, bordering on a laugh, and lets Dion do as he will, the entire way up. Even if his hand is on the back of his thigh. It's fine - it's only there for support.

Going to Dion's apartment is no real surprise. When one is on auto pilot, he tends to go toward his own space. But it gives him a chance to see the apartment that's been decorated per Dion's tastes, and that in itself is exciting. As he's allowed to slide down to the floor, Joshua lets his hands move to Dion's shoulders for support, then to his upper arms, and finally to rest on his hips once his feet are finally flat on the floor. ]

I'm just fine. This, too, is fine.

[ Frankly, he could do with a bit more of that passionate kissing. He's been thinking about it, about how difficult it was to stop. But maybe... Maybe he can indulge himself this time. Just a little. ]

What would you have us do, Your Highness?

[ It isn't often that Joshua feels as though he's outside of his own body. Only a time or two during his life, all told, and those experiences were not so pleasant. But he's certainly feeling it now, as he rushes across the Grove, following the aether of Bahamut that so clearly rings out from Dion. The only other Eikon that he can sense in full, now.

His head feels light, almost feverish, but he presses on. His hands are still clenched into fists, and there's an ache blooming in his chest, but he can't stop.

Seeing Dion coming back from where the flowers had been planted makes him exhale in relief, a shaky and audible breath, and his feet pick up the pace, nearly running until he's close enough to speak. And when he does, the first thing to pass his lips is: ]

Have you seen Clive?

[ Though the house hasn't been there for long, the onslaught of mushrooms around the Grove has Joshua concerned. It's in good shape, of course, but with how prolific the fungi seem to be, he doesn't want to take any chances of them latching on to the house and eating away at it.

And two sets of eyes are better than one. So, he devises a plan - not difficult to do, it's a simple matter - and then tracks down Dion, wherever it is in the house he might be. ]

Dion. Are you busy? If not, I'd like your help with something.

the day after meeting at the bar

a day or two after joshua

sometime after pv's sleepover

thread continuation

shortly after speaking to luca