all of a sudden you're a hostage to things you thought you wanted

[closely]

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[extirpator]

Again: not the first to say that.

[ it doesn't change anything; in his mind, it is neither a compliment nor an insult. it's simply who he is.

what he says next, however, elicits a downturn of his lips. ]

Okay.

[ they both know, then -- that he was planning on seeing him. in a more upbeat, brisk tone: ]

I'll miss you. If you want to talk, call me. I'll be here, no matter what. Alright?

[closely]

( another long pause. he feels heavy. strange. )

I,

( his breath gets caught. he swallows around his unspoken thoughts. don't understand. )

...I'll will keep that in mind.

( i don't understand. you'll miss me? i don't understand... )

[extirpator]

I mean it. If you feel completely alone -- call me. I'll remind you that you aren't.

[ the sentiment is painfully earnest, even if it is ignorant. ]

Plus, it'd be good to hear your voice. So... don't be a stranger.

[closely]

( without really meaning to, four ends up sliding to the floor again, curled on his side. he's tired. maybe because he's so out of it, he ends up replying a touch less guarded...like it's the first thing that comes to mind and actually gets out, for once, )

They... probably ... won't let --

( -- me. the very thing he avoided saying not moments ago, but as he is now, he barely realizes he said it, eyes heavy. )

[extirpator]

[ he blinks, taking in the sound of his voice, the strain and suffering. there's a long silence. and then with clarity, and utmost gravity: ]

Are they the ones doing this to you?

[closely]

( for a while, four drifts, not wholly asleep and not really awake either. he doesn't know how to answer that. even if he says yes, then what? the call doesn't end, because it doesn't occur to him to do so, screen of his handbook still lit up, nier's name flashing across its center. )

[extirpator]

[ the silence is telling -- it's an answer, one that affirms his worst fears. he stays there, quiet, listening as elan breathes.

after a long while-- ]

Do you want me to stay with you?

[closely]

( no one's ever offered that. four doesn't know how to process it even now that nier says it so earnestly, as he does with everything. a far cry from someone like four who sounds like nothing matters even if everything does. but maybe, right now, he sounds...a little less...empty. or maybe a little 'more' present.

he sighs. )

No need. Good night, Nier.

( his first attempt to end the call fails, shaking too badly. the second time he succeeds, barely. falling asleep so fast his hand stays limp across the darkened screen.

he'd wanted to accept. it's something he'll realize while with peil this time, quietly running the gamut of tests and wondering what it means to have someone offer the things nier does. what it means...to want them. )