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Just like clock work, he was back at what had become their usual spot, just waiting. He was admittedly tired, having just been up the night prior. Nerves had definitely got the better of him. It was so stupid that he was nervous now. The Squire tried to fight a yawn and failed.

Welp, at least he had somewhere to hide if Cela didn't like it. Necro... really really hoped Cela liked it.

" 'm right here." Necro said, fighting off another yawn.

"Just this. You." He said. "...Though honestly if I end up making a fool of myself and this goes horribly, I make absolutely no promises I won't just go hide somewhere." You know, assuming Cela didn't just out right kill him first.

Well... Maybe if he asked nicely.

"Other then that... Who knows." The Squire shrugged lightly, trying not to dwell on the what if's too long. "...Do you want my coat? I know it's not your style and it clashes horribly, but... It's something till we get inside." Then the General could ditch it for warmer things. "I did figure out how to get a fire up there. A friend helped me take a smallish firepit and stuff up there." He blinked.

"....Oh right. I'm in charge of someone now."

"To be honest? I'm probably just as nervous about this right now, as you've been for our last few talks. I didn't sleep last night, if that give you any kind of indicator. And, to be clear, I'm not nervous about you being on my wonder. I just want you to like what I set up for you." Necro rolled his shoulders, stretching his arms over his head.

"Hmm Think.. like how Generals have... Lieutenants to watch or however it goes? I ended up stumbling on a brand new page when I was... Was looking for you." The Squire shrugged lightly. "She seems okay though. Decided I was apparently pathetic enough or something and adopted me as her little brother. I'm taller mind you. Pretty sure I'm older too." Necro waved a hand dismissively. "It was probably a poor choice of words cause I think that works differently from how General's have others to watch out for. But mostly I expected an "Oh god that poor Page." comment cause I am terrified of teaching. We both know I can barely handle myself."

He was going to ******** things up for Trier so badly, he just knew it.

"Anyway, now that I've made things... awkward. Ready to go?"

Too bad he didn't give the other the chance to actually answer before muttering the oath.

Necro winced at Cela's reaction. "I know. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, I promise." Somehow.

The Squire rolled his eyes, with a small playful (he hoped) huff. "It was not my intention to 'kidnap' you." He said making air quotes. "I just... made things awkward and.." He sighed. "I am not good at this." Being friends with people was unironically easier when he was a monstrous looking dog. "The shody lookin building is where we're going." He said gesturing to the one in front of him. "But the surprise is inside. I would not have done this if there was no building involved. I know I just proved I'm a special level of dumbass, but I'm not... intentionally trying to hurt you. I wouldn't do that."

Necro ushered the other inside, careful not to touch this time. He'd already crossed a line. He wasn't looking to do it twice in a five minute span.

In the corner, over by some shelves that had seen better days, Cela would find a ridiculously large bean bag sofa... chair thing. On some of the shelves, there were some thick and heavy blankets, as well as a few of his own hoodies. There a few small pillows on one shelf.

Carefully, Necro slipped past and went about starting a fire in the small fire pit, saying nothing.

"Yeah."

Necro stood, tossing the unlit, unused matches into the wood in the pit. He'd proved himself right. He'd messed things up again.

Like always.

The Squire mirrored his actions from before, a quick grab of the sleeve, a mutter later and the stood where they had just been mere seconds ago. He turned on his heel then and started walking off. "I'll leave you alone. See ya."

Maybe he should have stayed a damn dog.