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When the mystery of the double M's had been solved, it seemed to have taken the topic of Mr.Cuddle's off of Inadi's mind as Lesley watched him make his way back to the desk to flip through some signatured pages again. Not only was the Midnight Man a definite hoarder, but he was quite the doodler as well. Random notes and scribbles of inked stick men were scrawled all over many of the documents and Inadi looked to be intently trying to figure out their meanings. His demeanor was intensely focused, but Lesley could tell that the boy was growing profusely agitated with each page as the scanning and chucking of pages to the 'looked at pile' quickened in pace. All the pink haired man could do was shake his head. His poor partner had been so troubled by the article that his whole mood had been flipped completely upside down. 

At this point, Inadi was basically looking and throwing the papers aside in clear annoyance. As his frustration increased and blood circulation sped up, it was almost to the point that Lesley could imagine hearing the rush of the red vessels coursing through the male's veins. Until the anger climaxed and Inadi went all [b]HULK SMASH[/b] on the glow jar which caused the bugs within the blink blindingly with light as if they'd just been shocked by the sudden commotion that took place on their beloved glass home. It now acquired a crack jagged line running from the lid towards the mid-center of the see-through enclosure. Lesley eyed the pulsing veins that were now very vividly showing themselves at the sides of Inadi's forehead. He didn't dare breathe as he watched the frame-faced man release the papers from his hold, letting it fall back onto the table's wooden surface.

He'd never once seen Inadi so riled up over something, that was obviously false, but he couldn't blame him. Friends should always stick up for friends and the feeling of possible betrayal was never a sweet sensation, not for anybody. Watching the boy wide-eyed at his next reaction, he was relieved that the male looked to be recollecting his normal self again as he heaved a heavy exhale and gazed up at him.

[b]Inadi:[/b] “Lesley I'm sorry I'm not being the most hospitable person I could be right now. I admit that I'm letting all this stuff get to my head and it probably isn't the prettiest sight. But one thing you have to understand about me is that, as you put it, I am a worrywart. I've been that way growing up and it'll probably stay that way for a while."

Lesley transferred his weight onto one foot as he listened to what Inadi had to say who had now seated himself back onto the chair with his tired eyes examining the jar of luminescent critters. Waving a hand of dismissal at Inadi's apology for his behavior, Lesley really wasn't looking for excuses because he understood that people felt that way sometimes and he'd rather Inadi let it out than have him suppress it within himself. The boy was now checking out his hand which had clearly not taken the sudden hit so well and bubbled up a bit in the flesh.

[b]Inadi:[/b] “For me, life has to follow a certain pattern. I'm getting better at it, but I like to be comfortable in what I do and when I do it. When random things that I'm not prepared happen, I panic and begin running like a scared child. I don't know why I'm like that but it's the way things have been for me since I can remember. So when I hear that someone I thought I could trust turns out to not be that trustworthy in the end, I naturally.....or unnaturally maybe in this case....panic quite a bit more than the normal person. And it's worse when I end up doing favors for someone that I don't know if I ever could trust, in this case; The Queen.”

He appreciated the fact that Inadi was pouring out all his thoughts and feelings and was glad to be the one getting to know these facts on a personal level with a guy he cared about. Meeting Inadi's eyes, the man then jutted out a finger towards him, explaining the reasoning behind why he agreed to join in on this; to get home of course.

[b][i]That's why I'm doing all this dangerous and insane crap,” He said as he walked towards where he dropped his spear off and took it from its leaning position. “It will get me back to where I feel comfortable.”[/b][/i]

Inadi stabbed one of the papers with his spear, using it like an extension o his limb as he elevated the document back up towards him, staring at the page with determination. Lesley nodded his head in awe of his inspiring speech. Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on the door. "Ah, it's probably the pair from the other room," he quickly made his way towards the door and smiled at the sight of Jasper and Avian upon swinging it open. "Please come in." he said as he motioned for them to come inside. Leading the two towards the desk, he brought to Avian's attention the pages on which the M's were printed on, the article about Mr.cuddles was also on top of the pile, but he didn't make the effort of purposely pointing it out, afraid that it might upset Inadi again.