And then they were cloommates

[housewolf]

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[housewolf]

Yeah. I remember.

[His breath is seems more controlled than usual.]

Think they'll use them for something?

[commedia]

I don't know.

[There are no answers, here.]

[They lean in, after a pause, to kiss Omi's ear.]

...Are you scared, Omi?

[housewolf]

[Good question.]

Maybe? If I am, it's not as much as I probably should be.

[commedia]

Why do you think you should be more scared?

[housewolf]

I could die here.

[commedia]

...

[Well, then.]

And yet...you say that this is not something that overly concerns you. Why?

[housewolf]

I'm not sure I know the answer to that.

[commedia]

[They trail an arm around the other's shoulders, fingers trailing through his hair.]

...Do you care for your own life, Omi?

[housewolf]

[ Despite how heavy the conversation topic is and who exactly he's talking to- he relaxes at the touch. ]

I do. What about you?

[commedia]

...A Servant's life is like an ephemeral flower. A Master may choose to admire it, or pluck it at its route before moving on.

[And then a pause - they break out in a small peal of laughter.]

But besides that...besides that! [And their expression sobers.] I wish to live, mmm. After everything this humble priest has been through...its hardly as if I want to throw a chance such as this away?

[housewolf]

[Omi reaches up and pets their hair and wonders for a moment.]

Good. It's important, especially in this kinda place. I want you to live too.

[commedia]

...

[There's a flicker of something in their expression at that, and they're silent for a moment.]

...You're very kind, Omi.

[housewolf]

... I try to be.