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Who: Heroes
When: Day 36 night
Where: Back outside the train

[Well. You’re all in some kind of. State. A rather chagrined voice mutters on the wind;]

That isn’t quite how I envisioned it going…

[At any rate! There are new stars in the sky in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple and senna terracotta.

Well how are you all doing?]

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[if she thinks this is odd, she does not stop at all.

She does make a noise, not quite disapproving, nearly...wistful, but it is very quiet.

As expected.]

Spark-han, then. The full name for special occasions. Did you have any questions for me?

[nothing less from Kurusu Akira]

I— no. Not that I can think of off the top of my head.

[he thinks he already understands what this place is like. and after a moment's hesitation]

Thanks, though.

Nothing about the procedure?

Nnnnnope.

[POPS THAT P FOR EMPHASIS]

I'm good with not knowing exactly what you're going to do while I'm lying asleep and vivisected on an operation table.

As you like then, Twilight Pink Sparkleshy-han.

[she delivers that with far more grace and dignity than it should possibly have.]

[it occurs to him he should not be rude to his surgeon]

[BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY—]

Wow.

That really rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it.

Quite so.

[...she wants to ask, but she cannot bring herself to say the name aloud]

You chose it well.

"Well?"

[just. huffs a little bit, and for the first time, he allows a small flicker of amusement to cut through his shock from the trial]

Guess if I wanted to be memorable I managed to achieve that in droves.

I do not think anyone could forget you even if they tried.

[hm. . .?]

You think I'm that memorable already?

Is it the kigurumi?

It does suit you.

[is that a yes or a no? hm. mysteries.]

[. . . is that a yes or a no. . .]

[TILTS HIS HEAD AT HER. . . not suspicious, but definitely. curious]

You said that once already.

Way back when we first met. Before you really knew me.

...I am not certain I take your meaning.

[does he...remember?]

[UNFORTUNATELY, NOPE]

[but he does sense something a bit. . . off. . . about how she approaches him. even though he can't quite put his finger on what it all means just yet]

[either way, he watches her for a moment, silent and expression unreadable, before he shakes his head]

Mmm. It's nothing.

-- you should check on. . . Jasmine, right? I think they were hurt, too.

I will pretend that you did not tell me to attend my own team, as though they would not be my highest priority.

[she is still very calm in her tone. she doesn't sound mad despite her words]

[oh my god]

[his answer is blunt, delivered in the same tone one may use if they're staring into the abyss with a deadeyed expression]

S-- sorry.

I was using it as an escape from the. . . conversation. . . not an indication that I didn't think you already had checked on them first.

There is no need to apologise. If you would prefer that I leave you alone, that is well within my means.

[he already agreed to the surgery so that's all she needs, really, she can stop bothering him, otherwise.]

[lifts a hand and rubs at his clammy, cool forehead, taking in a deep breath as he does so]

. . . I-- yeah.

[though it's less "he wants to be left alone" and more. . .]

I want to check on Clover and the other teams, too.

Very well, I shall leave you to do it. We shall reconvene at a later time. Do attend your needs in the interim.

[she curtsies with casual elegance.]

Take care, Spark-han.

You too, 80H.

[and on instinct, he bows his head to her in return, ignoring the way his stomach suddenly broils and churns with unfed hunger]

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