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Who: You
When: Day 52, morning
Where: Anywhere

[Of course there's still the flowers that, when stepped on, enhance or dull a sense, and there are still some chocolates in the lounge if you missed them or want more.

But this morning dawns with an infestation of bats.

That is, tiny tiny clockwork bats that get in your hair and coffee and make tiny tiny clockwork bat screeches.

Should you encounter a clockwork bat, and they're pretty hard to dodge, the next person you talk to will... Well, see one of your memories.

Otherwise it seems like a pretty typical morning, and the bats will be gone by afternoon.]

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[Uh. That's a reaction. He doesn't know to what but he can feel the distress.]

Randy?

[that memory is like a perfect storm of all of randy's worst nightmares and it happened to this unbelievably sweet person right in front of him

he's immediately yoinking Rean into a hug.]

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[He's surprised, but who can say no to hugs. It's unfortunate that Randy's so distressed though. He wraps his arms around him soothingly as he can. No idea what's going on but he is happy to hold and be held anyway.]

Hey.

Sorry, I- saw a memory?

[Shh, petting his back.]

Something not great I'm guessing.

It was... one of your previous Contractors. Forcing an order.

Ah.

[He squeezes Randy tight, gently though.]

Sorry you had to see that.

[HOLDS]

You're the one it happened to, man, don't go apologizing to me.

Mm. It was a long time ago.

[Not like he'll ever forgive himself but, also, it was a long time ago. And he is a tool. That aside, even though he knows he doesn't really get the same rights as a real person any more, Randy being upset about it like he's a person is still endearing and he can't help but be warmed by that.]

Thank you though.

[hhhhgh, nuzzles.]

It's not your fault. You had no choice.

[Hearing that after all this time... It's not very fair, Randy.

He ducks his head a little, putting his face on Randy's shoulder.]

Randy...

[settles a hand in his hair and pets him.]

You know I'm right. I'm so sorry, Rean.

...Mm.

[He kisses the top of Randy's shoulder.]

I've got you now, though.

...Yeah. You can count on me never forcing you.

Yeah. I know that.

I'm grateful for it.

[But if Randy ever had to he still wouldn't hold it against him. He is, in the end, what he is. As human as he remains he's still a weapon.]

S'just basic decency.

[pets.]

[He will try never to voice his experiences on the matter. No one needs the stress, and when it comes down to it, he doesn't want sympathy. It feels like it would be wrong to accept any, for things he's done and acts he's committed.

Instead he'll be grateful and genuinely glad for the luck and warmth he has in the moment.]

It's true, and you're more than just a decent guy.

[makes a grumbly noise and swats his head gently.]

What?

We've been over this, right?

[stop saying nice things to randy]

Ah. I can't help it. I don't want to stop either.

Reannnn.

[but kissing his cheek.]

You signed up for this all on your own.

'Cause you're good and important even though you're also a meddlesome busybody.

Like that doesn't apply to you? You might not be as nosy as me but you still care just as much, you're good and important and there's no way I'm letting you get away with dodging that.