✧ — passionfruit green tea.

[boba]

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[oversea]

[ AND THORNS CAN'T??

he just looks at him incredulously. ]

I've held more than this before...

[transmit]

[ oh

he realises he is also being silly and puts the skewer into thorns' hand. ]

I just thought I might as well since I was already holding onto it…

[





takes out another skewer and starts eating it. they can, indeed, feed themselves. ]

[oversea]

[ thorns watches this happen... he wanted to feed elysium... (platonically)



he dejectedly eats this skewer. ]

[transmit]

[ thorns has been off ever since they left the bar. the consequence of romance never being a priority for his baby thorns is that it's never the first place elysium's mind goes with him, either. but it doesn't mean he can't put one and one together…

… ]

Were you interested in someone back there?

[ and were they taken by someone else…??? the question comes out reluctant, almost like it's against his will. is that why thorns cared whether elysium was? ]

[oversea]

[ oh my god

he continues eating the skewer... until he is forced to answer or else it'll become awkward. ]

No.

[ the person he is interested in is right here? ]

[transmit]

No?

[ he stares at him more intently like he doesn't believe him. ]

[oversea]

[ he grabs another skewer and sticks it into elysium's mouth.

okay!! ]

[transmit]

[ well

he's now convinced he was right as he nearly chokes on this skewer. ]

[oversea]

[ oh

he holds out the water for elysium to sip? ]

[transmit]

[ drinks…

… ]

You know I'd support you through anything and everything, right?

[oversea]

[ oh my god this is not the timeline he wants to be on.

thorns cannot look at him directly. ]

What? So if I had feelings for someone, you'd support me?

[transmit]

Why are you making it sound like a bad thing? I'm not you with your zero emotional intelligence. I could totally help you.

[ by contrast, elysium does look at him directly. ]

Of course I would…

[oversea]

[ elysium is trying so hard to be a good bro meanwhile this was the worst possible answer he could have given thorns. ]

Let's go back to the bar. I need to check on them.

[transmit]

[ 'them'… as in his crush?!?!?! damn, the validity of his suspicions increase by the second.

this is what thorns gets for bro-zoning Elysium for a decade… ]

You really won't tell me who it is?

[oversea]

[ THEM AS IN THE GROUP PLURAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

he wonders if this is what it was like dealing with him while everyone was sucking face at purg... ]

There is nothing to tell.

[transmit]

I'll find out who eventually.

[ mutters under his breath. ]

It's a Liberi, isn't it? With white feathers.

[oversea]

[ he freezes for a second, but quickly recovers his composure. ]

What makes you say that?

[transmit]

One of your crew was asking me about it when I got here.

[ he shifts uncomfortably, wondering if he'd pushed it too far. ]

It sounded like it went way beyond just a crush…

[ thorns supposedly has a feather? that's serious. ]

[oversea]

[ see, this is why you need to take off the ring immediately so no one sees it...

he isn't entirely sure how to answer, since it's a little difficult to find an excuse for this that makes sense. ]

... It's from no one in my crew. It was a goodbye gift from someone.

[transmit]

[ the more he learns the worst this gets. ]

… What. Was long distance not an option?

[oversea]

It went beyond long distance.

[ ... he just sighs, gesturing back to the bar again. ]

Come on. I don't want to bore you.

[transmit]

[


HE HAS A DEAD LOVER? sorry. this revelation is literally going to root him in place. ]

Why would you think it'd bore me?

[ THIS SOUNDS SERIOUS? or maybe… he's still trying to get over it? or can't? he's going to mourn over them for the rest of his life?

oh god. ]

[oversea]

[ this conversation is just getting worse and worse. thorns should have just let that one guy badly hit on elysium instead of going through this. ]

We never talk about stuff like this.

[ why isn't... elysium moving... ]

[transmit]

[ he is no longer not moving but he's clutching his head in his hands and muttering frenetically under his breath. ]

… Dios mío… I had no idea… how can I call myself his amigo like this?

[oversea]

[ the way thorns is unaware of what conclusion elysium has leapt to, but he at least knows it's definitely a wrong one.

... but this is probably for the best? ]

Elysium, you're talking to yourself.