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[worldisyours]

[Rindo's ears twitch slightly as he suppresses an uneasy lash of his tail. How to navigate this…

Basil had called Sunny his friend. That does significantly reduce the odds of anything going horribly wrong if they were to meet, but… Rindo himself had lashed out at Swallow, before he realized who she was. The last thing he wants is to be responsible for something like this happening again, or worse, something like the Coco incident.

Little does he know, though, his worries are unwarranted: Basil and Sunny have already met again, and in Shoyo's presence at that—so him sharing what he knows wouldn't have any ill effects.]

I… haven't, no.

[…]

I've… actually heard about him before, though. Before you mentioned him to me, I mean.

[Is this vague enough…? He's trying to come across as neutral and level, but the result is somewhat artificial-sounding.]

[jumpie]

[ not that shoyo could see it too easily— he’s more emotional than anything, so rindo’s navigating is only being perceived as “worried” fly the redhead. whilst kicking his feet just a touch off where they find a bunk table to sit in, he pieces the most obvious of the information and presents them. ]

From Basil—?

[ that was the only choice. he and sunny were friends, going through something complicated. ]

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[Hopefully not so complicated as to incur murder attempts.

The mention of Basil's name makes Rindo relax visibly. No need for dancing around the topic anymore. If Shoyo already knows of their relation, then there's no risk that Rindo revealing it would make things worse.]

Oh, you know Basil? Yeah, I heard from him… Are they, like… okay?

[Rindo doesn't even have the slightest clue what's going on between Basil and Sunny—he's just being overly cautious, scared of the worst possible outcomes.]

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Oh, um, [ shoyo stumbles a little, because— not even he really understands what's up with them. basil preferred to keep it vague, which he's completely in his right to, and sunny— well, sunny doesn't say much about it either, even when prompted, but shoyo is sure to try again some other time. ] they're dealing with something "complicated".

[ that's the best he could do, especially for privacy's sake. ]

I dunno. But I do wanna help somehow?

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[…Yeah, "complicated" sounds right.]

You… don't think they're gonna try to hurt each other, right?

[Kind of an alarming question! But please soothe Rindo's worries!]

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[ shoyo’s swinging legs come to a slow halt, and his features pause into an startled blank. hurt . . .

he and kageyama have gotten into fights, some on the more physical side, but . . . . they never wanted to hurt each other or tried to. ]

N . . . No. Basil cares for Sunny. And Sunny, [ doesn’t remember. shoyo’s hesitation comes from surprise, not from doubt. a flash of memory comes to the forefront of shoyo’s mind: sunny laying on the couch. sunny huddled up in the corner of a dark room. always shy. sheltered. afraid. ] wouldn’t.

[ but why would he be asking? ]

Did something happen?

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[Shoyo sounds sure enough of his words, even in spite of the pause.

So… Sunny wouldn't. And Rindo can't picture Basil wanting to hurt anyone either. He wishes he could say that's enough to completely assuage his fears, but he's pretty sure worry has never left him ever since the day he woke up in that sewer, so this'll have to do.

Rindo sighs.]

…No. It's just…

[The temptation is strong to change the topic, here. What stops him is the sense that Shoyo deserves better than evasiveness when Rindo's the one who brought up the topic in the first place.]

A while back, I found someone from my world here, and brought her to the house to meet her friend. But it… it went badly, because I had no idea that another one of my housemates hated her guts.

[The admission is heavy with regret, and reading self-loathing into it would not be a stretch.]

I didn't want to make the same mistake again.

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[ “oh”, is shoyo’s inicial reaction, but his shoulders squeeze up tight around his neck when he sees similarities . . . not that one hated the other, he’s pretty sure that’s not the case, but. damn if it were. shoyo would be in trouble. ]

They don’t hate each other . . . I think.

[ he thinks. it’s something else. he just doesn’t know. what comes now is a reluctant silence, even as their medium sized pizza is served right in front of them. the waitress adds some extra sets of monster fries on the side for good measure, luck and peace. shoyo can’t keep quiet for long, anyway, and even in sight of his belated birthday pizza, he doesn’t feel like digging in. at least not immediately. ]

I invited them both to the amusement park for my birthday, and . . . I didn’t know they knew each other.