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WHO: Thistles
WHERE: Thistle
WHEN: post-game evening 94/morning 95

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Mmm.

[pauses to take a sip of his coffee]

. . . apparently. . . we can get them back. Remember them, I mean.

[he was taking a sip of his own, but he sets it down at that]

How?

. . . they're out in the mist.

[OF COURSE. . . IT ISN'T THAT EASY]

But someone with a strong sense of smell should be able to track them down. And when we find them, we have to confess a truth about ourselves to fully get them back.

Fuck.

[is that to it being out in the mist? Or to having to confess a truth?

Yes]

[POR QUE NO LOS DOS??]

Hn.

Considering we've been out into the mist several times now, I'm assuming you're cursing the second half of what I said?

Oh no, I'm cursing both.

[SNORTS, and his blase expression cracks into a grin]

Hey, c'mon. The mist isn't that scary anymore, is it?

[huff!!

it's a fake huff]

Wow, it was never scary to me in the first place.

Scary enough for a hearty "fuck."

[. . . he is teasing because after many trips into the mist, he does appreciate the dangers it presents]

Well, yeah. It might not scare me, but I'm not big on going out there unless I have to.

I think we all feel that way, at least. But I imagine we all have different ideas of what "have to" means.

Mmm, we likely do. I know my idea of that is very different, probably.

. . . is retrieving your name important enough for it?

[he asks, curious and non-judgmental, like he's trying to gauge who on his team would be willing to venture out for their name]

Absolutely.

[the answer is immediate]

Saying I "have to" goes without saying, but . . . I want to. I want it back.

[a beat]

Don't want a whole lot like that. [a shrug, almost self-conscious?]

[flashing him a tiny smile]

. . . then-- whenever you're ready, let me know.

I'll help you get it back.

[a brief smile back]

I know you will.

Do you want yours?

[a long pause before he speaks, words chosen carefully]

I do. If only to keep anyone else from using it against me.

[. . .]

But while I'm here. . . I want to be "Lupin, of Thistle."

[he nods slowly, a noise of agreement]

I want mine back . . . but I still want to be Tyr of Thistle as well.

That's my name, too.

[flashing Tyr a wide grin, pleased to hear that he understands]

Yeah. It definitely is.

[he grins back]

It's a good name.

A great name. Almost as impressive as "Lupin."

[ALMOST]

Almost as great, but more impressive.

[NEENER]

[LAUGHS, but he doesn't keep the joke up for long. his features soften a bit]

Well, when you get your real name back. . . I'll be waiting for the day you feel comfortable enough to share it with me.

[he tilts his head, genuinely surprised]

Wait? I was going to tell you like, right away . . .

[also surprised]

O-- oh.

[a beat]

I was going to keep mine a secret until the very end.

[BECAUSE HE IS DRAMATIC]