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[Okay the MILF shirt is consistent between timelines but Ain actually sits up on his elbows in surprise, blurting out—]

That's Elsword?

[That... is not Elsword. Well, it is, the facial shape and musculature are all the same, but he has a fucking halo. Ain's halo only ever shows if he's fully in angel form, and not to mention that vacant look in his eyes? Uh—

Ain slowly lays back down after the shock wears off.]

...can you show me Mr. Ancient, too? I want to see something.

… That’s Doctor Add, right? [ Still attempting to figure out Ain’s names— ] Yeah, here.

[ He scrolls through a couple of pictures of Elsword fishing and of him and Mizuki sitting together on the bank (they’re in love) (Mizuki wanted pictures), and stops when he lands on a picture of Elsword and Add. Doing whatever, pick your poison, make it funny— ]

[Don't worry Mizuki, the rest of your life will be this.

Anyway, sure I'll make it funny: this picture is of Elsword giving Add a hug from behind and Add screaming because it's Add and how dare you touch him etc etc.

But Ain immediately recognizes this Add as "not his" either. He knows that this place sucks in people from other worlds, he got the 411 on that pretty quickly. To himself, he quietly thinks that maybe these are versions of his friends from another Elrios... it's the only explanation he has, and with Elrios being what it is (already having multiple dimensions and time fuckery due to the endless void), it's the only explanation that makes sense. Add time travelled to get to current-day Elrios, Noah was trapped in several time loops...

Ugh, his head hurts. But Ain uses a bit of his magic to make a tiny golden light over their shoulders, sitting up with a frown and reaching for a (non-magical) notebook on the nightstand to scribble in. The drawings aren't by any means professional, Ain isn't much of an artist, but they bear enough semblance to his two idiots.]

Elsword's hair is red and short, and he doesn't have a halo, or white pupils shaped like diamonds. [Scribble scribble.] And Mr. Ancient has short hair, and lots of piercings, and is way more muscular than the one you showed me. And he has all those tattoo-like markings, but they're actually Nasod armour that he gave himself in the bathtub of our house and then called me for help while he was bleeding out. [And then, sarcastically, raising his voice a slight bit because Add's voice is actually higher than Ain's is—] "Ain I need your help because I just spent two hours in the bathtub cutting myself to pieces and now I need healing magic, I didn't feel like letting you know first!" Haha, he's obnoxious, right?

[Why are you ripping him apart Ain oh my god]

[ Mizuki watches him draw, and silently listens to Ain explain things. He's talking a lot, and Mizuki can recognize that that he's not exactly being kind to Add or anything, but the amount of rambling has him wondering if maybe it's the same like when Mizuki rambles? Like when Mizuki is faced with the realization that he's anxiously finding distractions and just goes. He doesn't know for sure, he's never been that insightful, but he does wrap a couple of his tendrils around Ain along with his arms in a hugging gesture he hopes is at least a little comforting.

He'd say "that sounds like Add" or "those are nice drawings" or "wow, they're so different" otherwise, but for now... ]

I'm sorry.

I must've gotten your hopes up when I mentioned they were here. You must miss your friends, right?

[He and Add are literally just like this don't you worry. This is how they show affection, if one wants to call it that. Ain is only mad about that because he was worried.

Anyway, he doesn't respond to the question properly because he has too many suffocating feelings going on in his chest when he thinks of the real answer. So.]

Haha... well, it's good that they aren't, right? We were looking for something very important, so if they can move on without me...

[...like they used to do when they couldn't remember who he was...]

...that's for the best.

...

You're wrong. Your friends care about you a lot. You're not Our Ain, but you're still important to any of your friends, regardless. And to Us, even if you're less bitey~!

[ His arms get a little tighter and he gives him a little nuzzle into his shoulder. ] We'll get you home to your friends, okay? And until then, We care about you a lot.

Edited 2024-06-06 03:52 (UTC)

[MMMMMM... Unsure... but Ain doesn't really want to talk about his Specific Abandonment Traumas so he just zips his lips and sets the notebook aside and lays back down. Mizuki and his noodles will be coming with.]

Haha, I appreciate it, Mr. Jellyfish.

["Appreciate which part of that" all of it, but Ain's being awkward now and doesn't want to elaborate. He's just going to lay here now.]

[ He just plops his chin on Ain after they're both pulled into the bed, giving a gentle squeeze. He can't tell if he actually means that or not. He thinks... maybe not, but... baby steps. He can't act like he's known Ain for years, even if for some reason it feels like it. ]

Of course. If you ever need to be reminded or hear it again, We're happy to help.

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