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[He jerks back at the touch, looking up at Felix with a wild eye look.]

Who-I don't-

[But that was touch, that was TOUCH, that was touch and importantimportantimportant-]

[He grabs Felix arm and it's. It's a very tight grip.]

You're real-

[ And Felix goes absolutely rigid at the grip, feeling his breath quicken, as alarm signals SCREAM in the back of his mind. He squeezes his eyes tight and tries to will the unexpected panic away, even as his shoulders tremble. He doesn't know what the fuck this is but he doesn't have time for it! He needs to help Dusk! ]

Y-Yeah, I, I'm real... I'm real, Dusk.

Dusk...? Who? Who is-

No, no, I'm....Church? No, Church...Church doesn't do nicknames....?

You're Dusk. Washington. It doesn't matter. You're you. That's what matters. Focus on that.

Washington....

Right, right, that's the name. Washington. Agent Washington. I'm Agent Washington. Agent Washington...

[And he's gonna start repeating that, his breathing starting to even out, his grip loosening. It's still a fairly tight grip, but it's not right as bad anymore as he struggles less toe breathe.

Y-Yeah, Washington. Wash...

[ It's taking everything in him to keep focusing on Dusk and not yank himself away from that grip. God, his head hurts. And fuck, why can't he stop shaking. Come on, keep it to-fucking-gether, Felix! ]

You're... you're okay.

No, I'm not.

[He's not, he's very much not.]

Washington. Wash. The name that showed up over and over. [His grip is steadily loosening as his breathing even outs, as his mantra becomes more words.] The codename that kept showing up. Washington, Wash, with the Reds and Blues. After, after, I'm in my thirties at least....

[The grip is loose enough to pull away from now, his breathing still harsh, but no longer sounding like he's going to hyperventilate.]

Wash....Wash is the memories....twenty-five memories of Wash that....that Dusk saw. Dusk on Clover, Dusk on the Aurora....

[ He very much wants to, but still he doesn't... He can't. ]

They're all you. Dusk. Wash. Your past, your present. It's just you.

[That's wrong.]

[He doesn't know why, not really, it's too confusing, but That Is Wrong.]

Dusk is Wash. Wash is Dusk. Dusk is on the Aurora. Not even home...

... do you just want to be Dusk now?

No.

Too new. Need. Need the name. It's. It's a trick. Key.

So... Wash helps?

Yes. [Nodding his head.]

[Then finally letting go to grab at it and groans. His head feels like burning, WHY?]

[ Finally manages to stop shaking, as he exhales and then sets a hand against Dusk's cheek. ]

Wash then. We should get you some water. Something cold. It might help.

Not cold.

[Cold is snow and Carolina-Carolina-]

Carolina is alive. She's alive, I saw her-

Warm. Something warm. Hot chocolate.

Alive? You're sure?

And yeah, I can get some hot chocolate. You think you can go with or do you want to stay here?

Chorus is....is more recent. Can feel it. Joints, aches.

Don't...don't know. [He looks around and. And it IS a lot bigger room.]

That's great then. I'm so relieved for you.

Come on, you can lean against me. We'll find something good.

[Why did they think Carolina was dead? Why was there so much screaming?]

[He hesitates. He hesitates a lot because it was A Lot and there was definitely times he couldn't move.]

[But he's gonna try even with everything shaking.]

[Better be fast to catch him Felix because he's not stable.]

[ He can manage fast and he's actually capable of supporting him, though it does cause some strain. Especially with his less than stellar mental state right now. ]

I got you. We can do this.

[At least they're both in terrible mental states. Bonding???]

Have hot chocolate in....in both. Kitchens. Clover and....and...

[The lounge, but getting head on straight.]

[ Yeah but only one of them is being honest about it... Felix is going to be Mr. Fake It Until You Make It for the time being. ]

We can go to Clover.

Okay.

[He's in no state to argue. Just gonna lean on Felix and try and put together these mental pieces.]

[Doing A Lot of looking around, trying to sort out 'where.' Where is fairly straight forward right now.]

[ Felix is with it enough to lead them to Clover. ]

Where do you usually keep your mugs?

[Welcome to kiddy corner.]

What?

[He's just looking around in a bit of a daze. Certainly doesn't look like a psych ward.]