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Who: Cetus + Orion + anyone
Where: Cetus dorms
When: Day 213, post-game.
What: Seamonsterhunter piles and memories.

[Cetus sure needs a big ol' cuddlepile after that game. Also, memories. And Thumper is making an effort to cook (a meatless) dinner, though whether anyone is actually going to be hungry after that game is another question...]

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[awkwarrrrd. can't quite look at Helper.]

You got any preferences?

[ you said it buddy ]

. . . . not really.

[shrugs]

Emil's makin' stars.

. . . stars?

Yeah. Outta the carrots.

[carefully cuts one and holds it up for her to see.]

-- cute!

[weak twitch]

It ain't cute!

[ . . . l-laugh . . . ]

It definitely is.

Asshole.

[begins arranging stars on a plate for her]

You're the asshole.

... yeah, I am.

[keeps arranging ._.]

. . . hey.

What?

[ walks over into his bubble. jiiiiiiiiiiii. ]

[skitters back!! into the stove, where he can't retreat further.]

-- oi!

I can't say 'it's okay', but . . . I don't know. I want to say it.

[grips the non-heated ridge of the stove, still trying not to look at her]

I didn't protect you. An' then I ate you. There's nothin' okay about it.

You can't say 'I didn't protect you', because I didn't do anything for you either. It's . . . that's something we have an equal share in, okay!

What were you gonna do? If you'd've stopped me, I would've ...

I don't care! I don't care at all!

I just . . . . that was bad enough! Don't add all of this on after it. We're teammates and we'll do our best for each other, right? . . . so even. . . . even if it's a mistake or something bad happens . . .

[silent for a long moment. then finally looks her in the face.]

I ain't even apologized yet.

[ . . . ]

. . . oh. Well. . .

M'sorry.

Apology accepted.

[... nods]

Now y'can forgive me. If y'still want to.