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Lysithea couldn’t deny that she was disappointed…but honestly, some time might be for the best. They didn’t really have much room left in the house and the renovations to the basement were going to take time. Even when they were finished poor Monoceros would have to share a room with Fang if he were up to that.

“We can give you time, Monoceros. You can have all the time you need, but I need you to be careful. I know you’re scared. But you need to act like nothing has changed. I know that you want to get out, but you need to pretend like you don’t. The Negaverse has eyes and ears everywhere so just…take care of yourself. I don’t want to see you back in this position again. I don’t know what they’d do if they found out you were considering purification again…I don’t want to lose you.”

Gently, she placed her hand atop Ilse’s and sighed.

“For now though…I did mean it when I said we brought food. Are you hungry? I find that my homeworld is the very best place for a picnic…and I’m told that I used to think that way before everything happened too so…”

Monoceros blinked and wiped at his eyes, taking a deep, slow breath.

"I'm really good at laying low. Keep me here for a few days, and... Hm." He sat up out of Lysithea's grip, considering.

"I promise to come running the second I smell some bullshit afoot," he prefaced, "But here's my plan. Keep me here a few days, yeah? Beat the everliving s**t out of me. I need a credible story when I go back, and some bruises that have spent a couple days healing and then some fresh ones on top of it will be believable that I was kidnapped, held hostage by some a*****e? I could probably name, uh, what's his face, Mont St Michel? Since he's an angry little b*****d? And whaled on for 'going dark side' and 'not protecting Lysithea like I promised'. Sound good?"

He smiled a bit, dark and serious and excited all at once. "Then I could ask for leave for a bit to recuperate and then bounce back in a more laying low sort of position. And get my stuff together."