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[fortitudosalutis]

You'd give me shit for saying that, [ Carver points out softly. But they'll just go in angry circles attacking that point, so he doesn't. He just reaches out to squeeze Larus's arm, and then exhales again. ]

C'mon. Let's go somewhere.

[mislay]

[ Larus shrugs, knowing that to be true.

Still, he thinks he's more capable of defending both of them if it came down to it, staring at Carver's face for a moment before he also sighs and moves with him. ]

Is there anywhere you want to go?

[fortitudosalutis]

Got a crash pad. Not much to look at, but I got it trapped.

[ It's safe for a few hours, at least. ]

It's not far. We could go there. Or - wherever you want.

[mislay]

[ Larus inclines his head slightly but eventually nods. ]

Show me where.

[ He'll follow him but stay close, clearly interested in watching him and being within arm's reach. ]

[fortitudosalutis]

Okay.

[ He inclines his head slightly. ]

This way.

[mislay]

[ As they move, he takes in their surroundings and sticks close to Carver. He still wants to know who had hurt him and maybe why, but they don't usually talk about those things. They don't really talk about much these days. It's a blind spot, and logically, he knows that.

But he hasn't been thinking clearly for a while. ]

How long do we have?

[ He wonders if Carver has anywhere else to be after this. ]

[fortitudosalutis]

No one’s looking for me.

[ It’s a melancholy thing to realize, now. He meets Larus’s eyes. ]

So, as long as you want.

[mislay]

[ His expression thins for a moment, trying to take in everything he says and everything he doesn't. And maybe it's impulsive, stopping Carver with a gentle pull of his hand before pushing into his personal space and curling an arm around him. ]

It never feels long enough.

[ His words are soft, leaning in to kiss him and uncaring that someone might see them. ]