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[nehraachargers]

I'll still have your back whether you run from me or not. I'm yours in whatever what you'll have me.

[samahl]

You realize even now I'm writing this to you instead of speaking because the idea of saying any of it makes my throat feel like it's closed up.

[nehraachargers]

Yeah. I know.

>voice

[samahl]

[After another bout of typing and deleting, Cyril calls him.]

[nehraachargers]

[He's actually surprised to see the call. Genuinely surprised. He swallows and answers.]

[samahl]

Hi Bull.

[nehraachargers]

Hey boss.

[samahl]

[He takes a breath.] I'm sorry to spring this all on you.

[nehraachargers]

It's alright. Sometimes that's what happens.

[samahl]

I...

I told Linneus about you. About how I feel about you. He told me to tell you.

[nehraachargers]

[A worse person would tell Linneus that he still hasn't fully told him yet. That he still needs to say the words. But Bull isn't like that. Never has been. Never will be.]

Yeah? Must have been one hell of a conversation.

[samahl]

It was... A lot.

It was a lot to tell someone that I would be willing to give a piece of my soul to you.

I wish I was brave enough to tell you first.

[nehraachargers]

You would give a piece of your soul to me?

[That's...really huge. Even if Cyril had to tell someone else first.]

[samahl]

Isn't that what the dragon tooth means? Our souls are bound?

It has been a few years since you told me about it.

[nehraachargers]

Yeah. [He laughs softly.]

Yeah it does.

[But they don't have the tooth here. And hearing the words after all this time... It's getting to him.]

[samahl]

Bull...

I know how this place works. One day, we're going to find ourselves locked in an elevator and they'll pump some kind of truth gas into the air, or we'll go to lunch and it will turn out all of the bread has flour that makes people share their emotions, or we'll end up in the wilderness and all of the wood will make fires that share secrets or memories of those who look into it together... And, also, somehow all of those will have powerful aphrodisiac mixed in. Because that's what they care about. How to destroy you and make you fuck.

I don't want my truth to be torn out of me that way.

I've been so scared to tell you and every day that passes between that day I ruined things with you and now it seems even more daunting to tell you, but if this place ends up forcing me to tell you...

I don't know if I'll ever be okay with that.

[nehraachargers]

[He's quiet for a long time before he finally speaks and then...]

Boss, are you still where you took the picture?

[samahl]

Yes. I'm in my flat.

[nehraachargers]

I'm gonna come over. Is that alright with you?

[samahl]

Hn.

Yes.

You remember the number?

[nehraachargers]

Would never forget. Give me a few and I'll be there.

[samahl]

I'll see you soon.

[Luckily the house is clean and he doesn't have to worry about that, but he might mess with his hair or makeup for a bit before Bull arrives.]

[nehraachargers]

[Bull knocks when he gets there. He's hoping Cyril will still be there. That he's not going to run from this.

Damn, he hates that he's actually worried he might. It's a shitty feeling. He hates it.]

[samahl]

[He hasn't run. He's still there. He still has the scarf draped over his shoulders too. He steps back to let Bull in.

The apartment lacks a lot of the personality that Bull's house has but he has been here for over a year and there's a lot of books - mostly techincal or fiction - and some trinkets put away here and there.]

Did you want anything to drink? I'm all out of wine at the moment, but I have water and juice. And tea.

[nehraachargers]

No. I just wanted to see you.

[He ducks inside. His eyes can't help but to take in the details, it's a habit he can't turn off. But it's quick and then he looks back to Cyril.]

You know, sometimes I think you won't ever surprise me again. Then you find another way to do it.

[Bull smiles at him.]

That was some confession.