PC: WHITE

[headmt]

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[headmt]

[Yeah, it must be impossible to resist. One purple hand is gesticulating as he speaks idly.]

Oh yes? Who do you think has deserved to be a victim of theft?

[enfangs]

[MOLLY STOP... his fingers are getting twitchy now]

The cyclops bastard.

[he means gu yun,]

[headmt]

[It isn't as if he knows! It isn't as if he knows . . . Anyway. Thinking?Thinking.]

Uh. Mineo?

[enfangs]

[making his way over...]

What? No. I mean, sure, if you want. [white is mean and an unrepentant thief, even if he likes mineo.] But the other one. You're, uh, buddies with him?

[headmt]

Bud-- Oh!

[Holding up his hand in a circle like a monocle over his eye. Or an OK symbol.]

Gu Yun. You don't know his name by now? Even I know everyone's names and I can barely read them.

[enfangs]

It was just about to come to me, all right?

[headmt]

I'm sure that it was.

[Leaning back, crossing one ankle over the other.]

[enfangs]

It was!

[as he

reaches to take molly's hand]

[headmt]

[ . . . . . . . . . . ok!]

Oh! Okay I guess. Everyone has been doing that to me this week. I do promise, emotionally I'm stable at the moment.

[enfangs]

Shut up! It's not that, okay? [offering physical comfort is gross?] I can't help it!

[headmt]

[Okay, so it's not about Mollymauk's glass cage of emotion, so then,]

Oh! I'm your top five as well? I'm flattered, White, really.

[enfangs]

I didn't say that!

[someone kill him now]

[headmt]

Actions can speak as loud as words, friend.

[looking at? their hands? molly hasn't like tried to shake him off or anything.]

[enfangs]

[...

he just buries his face into his free hand and groans as he sinks to the floor, still holding molly's hand.]

[headmt]

[reaching over to pat pat over their held hands.]

Wrath and I both agree you're very cute.

[enfangs]

[squints]

What? You were talking about me?

[headmt]

[:)]

Only briefly! Just gossip and they were obviously trying to get me to change a topic. So not personal either. We simply agreed your spitfire act is charming.

[enfangs]

Spi—ch—it's not any of that!

[headmt]

. . .

[just squeezing his hand.]

I'm only teasing you, White.

[enfangs]

[well he's getting even more embarrassed by the hand squeeze but]

Yeah, I can tell! Asshole!

[headmt]

You know. For taking all of this, you don't ever really try any counterstrikes.

[enfangs]

What, you want me to beat you up? 'Cause I can do that.

[headmt]

No, thank you.

[Look his.

He still has some bruises on his face. Could he have healed them? Yes. Did he want to? Not really.]

[enfangs]

[honestly that's fair white has already forgotten there's a medbay despite all his bruises]

Then don't test me.

[molly probably meant that white should tease back but all white can do is violence :pensive: ]

[headmt]

[that is exactly what he meant but that's okay, white is valid in his own way.]

I will. Don't think I can entirely help myself.

[wow, honest.]

. . . What's with the hand?