[CENTER][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210117/7423788cb403d4c94cda8db158b092fa.png[/img][/CENTER] [indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=dc143c][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mystic Prophecy Chapterhouse -- Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color] [hr] [color=dc143c]"Gonna be honest, didn't expect to see ya so soon."[/color] He stood stiff as a board just a couple feet out of the doorway, gaze flickering between all three of them. Soaking in their expressions, trying and failing to read them. Kazuki was awkward, distant- it was difficult to tell if he was cold or just struggled to show emotion. It was like Graves was trying to connect with a brick wall, or a lawyer. Seele and Rael were both silent; waiting for the conclusion to today's soap opera drama. Frustration made his muscles spasm, tense. Something about the Glitch had heightened everything, and it was overwhelming, even in a situation as low stakes as this. [color=dc143c]"I ain't mad at Ben. Guy's just...stickin' up for family. Get that."[/color] Every fist he'd ever thrown to protect Will when he didn't deserve it flashed through Andrew's mind. He shared Kazuki's sigh. [color=dc143c]"N' I get what you're sayin', too. Only reason we got as far as we did is 'cause we..."[/color] he paused, looking over his shoulder to Rael, [color=dc143c]"...had each other's backs."[/color] After a beat had passed Graves crossed the room in just a few, long steps. He stopped only a few feet from the bard, looking him in the eye. Searching them. They swam with an enigmatic grace that his insight couldn't penetrate. [color=dc143c]"You might annoy the shit out of me, n' I might still wanna kick your ass from time to time, but when I said I wanted everyone in,"[/color] a hand moved up, grasping Kauzki's shoulder, [color=dc143c]"that included you."[/color] [color=dc143c]"I said some things to you earlier that I didn't really mean. I can be, uh, difficult, sometimes. N' for that I wanted to say I'm-"[/color] The word caught in a lump in his throat, like a frog refusing to be vomited up. It wasn't something he wanted to get in the habit of saying, but it felt like one'a those few times where it might be justified. [color=dc143c]"-I'm sorry." [/color] [/indent][/indent][/indent]