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Rep felt perpetually out of his depth, no matter what he tried to do. He didn't know if things were all right or if he'd just dazed Melvin into silence until the next time he went off on one.


"I wish I could make you ******** see."

"You need to stop always looking at the negative s**t to start with. I pointed out the negatives but there are ******** positives. I just as easily could have been like, I'm Melvin, I worry way too ******** much about how other people see me. I'm Melvin, I want really badly to have friends but I can't work it out. You ******** try, but you always like let things get you down."

He shrugged. "I keep getting knocked down too, but all I know is how to get up again."

He got a raised brow for his last comment. "I just ******** said I could, don't I count?"

Rep leaned over and rested his chin on Melvin's shoulder, or at least as close to his ear as he could get.

"The people who aren't happy how you are?" he said lazily. "******** em."

He shrugged. "And so what if you ******** exhaust me? I do plenty physically exhausting s**t, what's a little mental?"

Rep completely ignored all the physical indicators Melvin was giving him that his close proximity was unwanted, refusing to let it upset him or put him off for a change. He smelled good, and as far as Rep was concerned, so did he, so any objections Melvin had were pedantic and fussy. It was like having a large tiger decide it wanted to be your friend in a very cuddly sort of way.

"Well tough s**t. All the best friends are exhausting. The alternative is that they are boring. And I don't have ******** boring friends."

Rep took umbridge at Melvin trying to shrug him off and simply sidled nearer, actually going as far as to slither an arm around his waist if he got away with it. He was in a determined and rather sad mood and was set on both comfort having the other hunter at least tolerate him nearby, even if it was in general pretty creepy how he was behaving to the casual observer.

"You just noticed I'm pretty ******** up? I thought that was what you told me all the ******** time. No. I do want you as a ******** friend. I just don't want you to ever ******** like, use the things I tell you against me again. Because that s**t sucked."

Rep finally relinquished Melvin as he stood up, only willing to push so far against his consent and once again feeling rather grubby. He wasn't sure how people really got so sparklingly clean and it felt like it would simply elude him. "It was a big deal. I might seem like I tell s**t to everyone but no. I don't. Just you, Rin and the guys. You are actually ******** special, though me thinking people are special probably insults them in the end."

He seemed to ignore the hiss of pain before leaning over to examine his head for damage. "No even a scratch."

"No my medical opinion but close enough." he said with a sad smile. "Red would go with your hair anyway though so its no too much of a problem."

As Melvin got up proper he shook his head, though couldn't help but feel flattered, he was more playful than self effacing as he added. "Special like a retarded kid I guess."

With a deep exhale he got up to stand next to the other life hunter, faintly hugging himself with his crossed arms.

"I just sometimes ******** wish I was a woman so I could like, sit next to you without creeping you out."

"It's habit. Shielding and s**t. Put yourself down, no one else can ever tell you something you didn't know and hurt you." he shrugged. "You end up never being surprised."

He gave Melvin a puzzled look. "Well presumably if I had tits you'd let me near you and not always like. Move away. I'm clean. I shower all the time. Ace is pretty good about not letting me walk around like a hobo, so its not like, me smelling bad or anything. I don't wear jumpsuits like Jerry."

He shrugged. "It's simple deduction. You shag Rin. Rin has tits. I don't. You don't want me near you. Tits are the reason."