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Smiling at Joker, Kit rested her hand on Joker’s, comfortable being there with him. Whether or not the words were said or not, the blonde knew that the emotions were there. Out of everyone else around, the two were probably the best off couple; neither had enough pride to stop them from working together perfectly. It was… wonderful. And Kalore was jealous. He didn’t say a word, however, as he sipped at the drink, his food barely touched as Cyprien shook his head. “The guy’s name… it started with an M… Kalore introduced us and it’s bothering me that I can’t remember it…” Muttering that, he was thinking of names, saying about four before Kalore heard the name and stiffened. He got it. “Monty… Yeah! That was his name! Monty.”

At the wild look, Cyprien’s eyes widened as he leaned back a little. “I-I said Mo-Monty… What’s wrong, man?” Frowning, Kit leaned over, gently kissing his cheek as she continued to stroke Joker’s hand, whispering softly to him, “Babe… calm down, alright?” She felt the other’s anger, however, but it wasn’t her own. In the time that she had been with Joker, it had been obvious to her that she could pick up his own emotions; probably why she could help control him so easily. Through all of this, however, Kalore didn’t react as he set the glass down, looking straight ahead at everything yet nothing as he spoke clearly, “It was Monty, Joker.”

Cyprien jumped and was gone in an instant, but Kalore sighed, shaking his head. “Coward…” Muttering the word, he looked over at Joker, standing and watching him for a moment. “When he calms down, Kit… I’ll talk to you both.” Kit nodded, soon sitting on a space in front of Joker, stroking his hair as she sat on t he table. “Go, Kalore.” Hearing the door shut, the blonde kissed his forehead, stroking his hair again, “Come on Joker… calm down, alright? Maybe the name’s just a coincidence.” She knew that it wasn’t, but it didn’t make sense. How did they see Monty? If Cyprien had actually been introduced like he said, then it couldn’t have been one of the brothers… right?

She let him collapse and do what he needed to do to get better, stroking his hair again before she nodded, kissing his forehead. “Then I’ll be back.” Getting outside, she barely was there before Kalore had driven off. ‘Hey!” Giving a sharp yell, she watched as Kalore came back, parking the car with a raised brow. “We need you inside… he wants an explanation.” A sigh came from the elf but he nodded, soon back in his seat across from Joker, watching the quivering mass. “You wished to speak with me, Joker?” Kit was back beside Joker, comforting and working to calm him down. It was working but… barely.

Sighing softly, Kalore leaned back in his chair as he was silent for a while. Where to begin? Another sigh came from the man as he spoke softly, “Monty, from what I know, has been alive since Gambler’s death.” And starting there he told him about how he had felt the other’s presence and that was why he had gone missing for so long. He skipped over what had happened in the cottage to what had happened today. “I was in the store, heard him, faced him, almost got along, he insulted both me and Cyprien, I made him fall and threatened him back, and we went on our merry way.” His face remained blank, not bored but creating the perfect poker face. It killed him to think of the demon… absolutely killed him. “I don’t know where he is now, though.”

Both elves watched Joker for a while, Kit looking at Kalore finally, shaking her head, “So that’s where you were…” She did twitch, however, “I’m not helping you kill the b*****d! Now sit down and calm down!” Snapping at him, Kit glared at Kalore. It hurt her, actually, that the man wouldn’t tell her about something like this. The two were close, or so she thought they were… before she could say anything, Kalore’s hand raised. “I’m sorry, Kit. I know I should have told someone, but damnitt, what would I have said?” He gestured to Joker’s rampage, “This is why I kept my mouth shut; that and him saying that he hadn’t wanted to be found. I cared for him then and f*cking hell, I still care for him.” Anger flashed in his eyes. “I don’t want to, but I do… but he doesn’t care for me and he wants nothing from me. I’ll do the same for him.”

Kit sighed and walked over to the man, placing his head in her hands as she pressed their foreheads gently together. “No… we’re not going to pretend to be happy… We’re going to calm down and then confront that motherf*cker and make sure that what we’re hearing is right. Then… if he’s an a** about it, we’ll bring along the knife just in case.” She heard Kalore scoffing and her eyes soon went to him, narrowed. “You didn’t tell us about this before… Damn it, Kalore, you knew how upset Joker was about this! And Gambler and Kyoshi!” Kalore scoffed again, “I don’t know about Kyoshi, but Gambler knew about all of this.”

Kit nodded, “We find him now.” She had the same question that he did, however, and both were watching Kalore as the blonde sighed, shaking his head. “I don’t know… I think they both preplanned this.” He almost spoke about the preset death spots that the three had picked, but he didn’t mention that. No… he had given too much information already. “He’s the one that told Gambler how to treat me when it came to him, so she had to have known if he gave plans for the funeral.” A frown stayed on his lips as he watched the two. “You both will go to find him? You don’t know where he is.” No, but Kalore could probably track him down again. If he tracked him down this time, however, Kalore knew he wouldn’t be able to leave him.