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Albite agreed with the first sentiment, memories were ******** at best, ******** up at worst; of course his agreement ended as his eyes got even more impossibly, owlishly wide, because what? What on Metallias gray Earth was Tama talking about? Was the road supposed to mean something? Was that the name of the poem? There were leaves and pictures and walking and ******** it all but he liked walking in the woods too! So the whole damn thing clicked with him, vibed all nice, cause he totally took all sorts of random paths, but?

Whatever, he was just gonna nod a bit more slowly and pretend he knew what was going on while segueing into a secret. Heh — segwaying —

C’mon Waru, focus!!

Right, right, right, secrets!!

“Vampires!” His boy was into them, conceptually, and otherwise. Waru thought it exciting as ********, endearing even. What better thing to share than something Faustite might like?! A motif he’d be into, that he’d cherish n enjoy having items of!!

“You should apologize with Vampires, but the book kind. Though not just any of the book kind, but the wordy, smutty, cheesy book kind. Best way to apologize n forge a friendship is to support each others interests sans judgement! Yours in —- Ah — okay imma need your interests in something other than stabbing and staying alive? But for the sake of an apology! A gift is good. You could always give him a card, but then I think we’d all have to get him cards, and ta’be honest? I would make you write them because have you seen my handwriting? Course then he’d know I didn’t write it and that’d be worse…soooo…” and it made complete and total sense to him, Faustite probably knew this alleged cosmos knights name, or face, or which zip code they could find and punch him in.

A very personal thing. A secret. Like Tamas scorned affections were, so it was only fair that in the fostering of shared getalongingness that Tama be given something to know too!

“What do you think? You don’t look enthused about the poems…”

Albite glittered at Tama, just, if his eyes could've gotten any wider? The magical sheen of dilation and excitement, a grin that could've eaten worlds. Just, vacuumed them up, as though Tama's little admittance of something he enjoyed were the most preciously received treasure in all of the galaxy!

"You're shitting me? I love that! Tama--" and in lieu of anything to squeeze? His dreads were very play-with-able, he could totally twine his fingers n find a seat higher up than his knees on the floor; could kick back over stonebacked black and ogle Tama approvingly for the little admittance of a personal interest he'd given up. "Of course you can! It's all about being personable, showing interest in those sorta things. We're a team, yanno? We're supposed to -- tah'like -- ta know each other as more n' just star-beings n uhmn, harem-s**t? Are we a harem..is this a...nevermind! My point is. I should know that Jada likes to be respected like a Queen cause she's earend it, n that Haru does music, or Hina n the games -- she's boss at it by the way -- her n Em's should totally do more versus speed-run-style...." had he watched shamelessly, like the fanboy he absolutely was even though he didn't understand half of anything? ******** yes he had!

"Apologizing with the vampire smut would not only show an-ah--level of acceptance on your part, but? It'd also make it obvious as ******** that you went around n asked people on how best to, yanno, go about doing the apology part. S'not like it's a passion our Firebrand puts on display -- not like with the tea, n food, n such." for all his joy there was a barest hint of frown, the squinch of an unpleasant thought as he reached for his thousandth apology of the day. Mostly it contained the knowledge of exactly what burning hair n flesh smelled like. That specific brand of sterile n the antiseptic he knew so well that he could describe it's taste. Tama didn't look very much like frankenstein, had to have gone somewhere after n gotten himself treated, right? ********, he hoped his team-mates had the sense to at least get medical when they needed it!

"M'still sorry that he burned you tho," had to have, Faustite operated the one way, and being attacked like that so close to home? So personally-- Albite didn't envy the cat his glorious fur to hide the mark with tho, he liked alluv his own nicely on display. Lovetaps n warnings alike. He liked to show as much as tell, "as sorry as I'm gonna be to him about missing a ******** stabbing. S'okay though! Alluv'this can be fixed, it will be, n none of it changes the fact that I'm glad we've got you around, you know that right?" maybe if he tried to pour all the knowing into Tama -- maybe if he summoned him more for nonsense n fluff instead of serious business only! Albite vowed to try no do that more often, bro times only for him n Tama! "How m'glad that you're our team Mau, and that we had you at our wedding; those flowers were thoughtful as ********."

"Yeah we are! Notaharem-butahteam- n'maybe we'd be buying you really cute scruffs though -- ermine -- mink -- some of that fake fox stuff? Like fancy lady neck mitts-- muffs?" he didn't know, all the words were just words sometimes. He knew he was happy though! That he would've taken 'supposed', same as he joyously took Tama's science-like consideration of all his ramblings. He would've taken it all forever, really.

Whatever kept the Mau by their sides the longest.

"Whatever, m'be glad along with you that it grew back nice n fluffy, n that you two get the chance to apologize to each other," and he couldn't outright promise that Faustite would end up apologizing, but he could leave it out there, unspoken in the air, like a very hopeful thing. Albite liked having all his dreamy little hopes on call and at reach. Same as he liked having Tama the cat, Tama the Mau, all of those perfect emotions when they reared themselves up and that soft fur he could scrunch his fingers through very politely. Maybe someday he'd ask Tama more about the magical girl books he was into. Ooh maybe they had more pictures than words!! That sounded like such a good time!

He'd ask after -- wait n see how all the chips came down and then maybe bug the cat who could some nice chill one on one time.

"It's only right that you both do," spoken with sincerity, because even if no one was quite as ready as they wanted to be? There had maybe been enough of a time lapse that they were ready enough to try the path of an apology proper. "And if s**t hits the fan? I'll be here for the both of you, kay? Our line of work, can't really let a little stabbing kill our vibes. We'd all be vibeless. How much would that suck!"

"Alot -- like a space vacuum," and his brain was off, gone, lost in the cuteness of Tama's black cat star and the way his ears did that flitty cat thing when the sounds of talking hit it. Too cool!