darkest_evening | Overnight

There are things to do, of course, besides being Aya's cuddle buddy. Prime is usually quite busy, and now is no exception. Just because he's personally out of mana, doesn't mean he's utterly useless. His plane's got mages in it, after all - and many of them owe him favors or are amenable to being paid. And they need mirrors, for communication. After longer than was strictly prudent spent comforting Aya, he bids her goodbye and goes to handle the less glamorous moments of being him. That is, talking to people, asking for favors, paying favors, persuading them to say yes, they'll use some of their precious magic stores to make mirrors.

Ironically enough, the one thing missing when he's finished is the mirrors themselves. Easy enough to fix, with Revelation. But he'll take care of it tomorrow - he's tired, and it's been a long and complicated and emotionally exhausting 'day,' even if he doesn't properly have them anymore. Sleep, and then he'll get back to dealing with it all. The mirrors, first, they're easiest, then continuing to figure out what to do about Aya.

When he wakes, he goes to talk to a demon about that. Knock, knock, calling Inferno, is Revelation in?

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namesthesky

"I know you were. I'm - I didn't feel like you were trying to manipulate me."

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darkest_evening

"Okay. Sorry," he repeats. Snuggle?

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namesthesky

Snuggle. "I can explain seasons to people. That sounds within my current range of capabilities as long as it doesn't take up absurd amounts of time."

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darkest_evening

"I wasn't doubting your abilities, but I would - I don't want to give you jobs based on just whether or not you can do them, but on whether or not you want to."

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namesthesky

"My wanting of things is kind of screwed up."

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darkest_evening

"I - maybe. But I don't think I helped, there."

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namesthesky

"There might not be a way to help, I might just be permanently screwed up, and if people need seasons explained to them I might as well."

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darkest_evening

"It's rather important to me that you also be happy," sighs Prime.

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namesthesky

Aya is silent. Snuggly, but silent.

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darkest_evening

Prime falls silent, too because he doesn't know what to say. What is there to say?

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namesthesky

Well, there's:

"I love you."

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darkest_evening

He's tempted to point out that it's because of a necklace, not because of anything about him, but that wouldn't be prudent. She's hurting more than he is, no need to take it out on her.

"Thank you," he says, instead. And then he kisses her hair.

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namesthesky

Snuggle.

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darkest_evening

"You're still concerned about me neglecting you...?" muses Prime, after a while.

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namesthesky

"We're both immortal. You seem convinced that I'm going to - get better, at some point, that the necklace is going to be a footnote in the next brochure we hand out to new alts, 'oh by the way Spring is irrevocably in love with Prime to a degree for which magic is strictly necessary, but don't worry about that, it doesn't affect anything, she has it under control except for perfunctory kisses every third week. And. I'm. Not sure of that."

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darkest_evening

"I'm convinced that there is a win condition here, somewhere, not - necessarily that you get 'better.' I'm not, for example, ever expecting you to fall out of love with me, now, or for you to stop considering me your main priority. I'm - not expecting to go through the period of a year or so, and then be able to say, 'Okay, now that we've done that, and pretend everything is as it was before the necklace.' I'm quite certain that's strictly impossible, at this point."