....a death wish in what sense? A wish to die, no, if that was the case, I would've gone already. But a wish to spend more time with Death~? [he leans into his chest a bit] That, absolutely.
I should hope so~ I'd hate to concern you over such a thing. Then I'd get to spend less time with you, I'd think, and that would be such a disappointment.
[he watches him go....and then sighs a bit, moving to clean up :< It was really nice and he's a little sad he's gone now. But...at least he said he'd come back soon this time.]
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Well.
[W-Well!!!]
Less concerning... I suppose...
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rest his head on your shoulder] Fortunately for both of us, I don't particularly care what anyone else thinks.
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I care what they think even less. [he squeezes his hand, gently, threading their fingers together] I just care about you.
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[...but then, before he can continue, he frowns.]
Ah... I need to be going.
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Let me know when you're coming by? I'll make dinner for us again.
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It can be difficult to plan ahead, with my job being as it is.
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[he sets down the bowl of honey and what's left of the apple]
Ah, before you go, though---
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[...]
I... Um. I'm... glad.
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[And with that, shadows form around him and
he disappears.]
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