[he carefully pulls the yellow bracelet from his left wrist. it's a little difficult with one good hand, but with a little fiddling-- he manages to double loop it around theirs so that it will stay put, given that it's sized for his big wrist.]
[ aquila shakes their head - emphatically, seriously, pushing gently against the hand, voice softening a little. ] I can't, seriously. He's not here - I'm not gonna take that from you.
they close their eyes, for a second, even if emet can't see it - the vibe is there. they will find aquila to be a little cold, but more importantly. to be tense. ]
Yes. [ comes the answer, a little short. ] Nickname, if you want. That's it.
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I said I would allow it.
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they seem exorbitantly pleased and tilt their head up into the headpat from before. ]
Well, yeah, considering you invited me. [ preens ] Coulda told you that.
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[he shoves lightly at their face.]
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[ they laugh!!! and then stick their chin out and just
put their face in his hand. affection week. ]
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[he rolls his eyes and leaves his hand there just for a moment, before pulling it back.]
Now cease speaking and give me your hand.
[he won't take it, though, he evidently just wants them to hold it out]
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they hold out their hand, attention immediately captured. ]
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they - seem very surprised by this, actually, and look down. ]
-- Emet. [ ... ] I couldn't, isn't this - ?
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[that's all he says in response, hand still wrapped loosely around their wrist.]
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[ aquila shakes their head - emphatically, seriously, pushing gently against the hand, voice softening a little. ] I can't, seriously. He's not here - I'm not gonna take that from you.
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[his grip settles, a little firmer.]
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-- I'm not the one in danger of dying every fucking week!
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[his voice is as firm as his hold on them, there.]
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[ this is very steady, but its got that heat. ] Keep it.
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[to keep it, if he should someday be gone.]
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[ they put their hand over his. ] Please.
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[he doesn't pull away from their touch, but-- he also can't put his other hand on theirs because of his arm, so allowing this is the best he can do.]
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[ this comes out like an outburst, this time, and they pull back, this time, stepping back from him. ] Fuck.
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[regardless of whether they say not to be concerned on their behalf.]
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[ they're like - skittish, for a moment, eaching up under their veil to scrub their face, and then pull their hands down it. ]
I'm not - I need you to keep it. Please. I'm asking you as me.
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...is it a problem for this company policy of yours, to call you by any other name.
[if he still can't see their face, fine, but even if he's sure by now-- he needs something. not acknowledging it is starting to drive him up a wall.]
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they close their eyes, for a second, even if emet can't see it - the vibe is there. they will find aquila to be a little cold, but more importantly. to be tense. ]
Yes. [ comes the answer, a little short. ] Nickname, if you want. That's it.
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[he exhales slowly, and just. wraps an arm around them, remaining otherwise silent.]
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