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[To be fair, she has met werewolves and vampires before. Egon nods and tucks his hands in his pockets before moving to stand next to and between both.]

[The much, much shorter woman nods.]

Egon mentioned that this dimension takes people from different worlds. You brought this neat casino from your world, right?

Yeah, I did.

[Boone casually rests a hand on Egon's back, not thinking anything of it.]

Didn't ask specifically for a casino, but that's what I got. And I'm glad I did. It's a pretty good business.

[The older woman glances quickly, almost with an afterthought. It doesn't even register. Not that she would assume anything.]

That's nice, the firehouse has changed a lot since Egon got a copy, but we've missed him of course.

How did you two meet?

Went to see Egon for information on werebears, since he's the guy who wrote the book on monsters. That was when I was still pretty new.

[And they'd next met after AM tore Egon's wings off, but he'll just... not mention that.]

Been here for about a year now, though.

I'll go grab us some drinks.

[Egon's glad to see them hitting it off, turning towards the bar to get a few beers for the three of them. Janine just smiles fondly as he goes, rubbing one elbow almost nervously.]

It is nice to see he's got friends here. Do you know Lust?

Yeah, I know her. She's a pretty close friend of mine. She's nice. You met her?

[He gestures for Janine to sit with him on a sofa, but he sits in the middle as though expecting Egon to squeeze in beside him.]

Yes, I went to the bath house earlier this week.

It's really the unusual place.

[She takes a seat, quirking her eyebrows only a little. But oh, she can take a hint. At least she thinks she's taking the right hint, if Boone knows anything about Janine.]

You're a good friend of Egon's, right? Since he introduced us. Don't tell him I asked, but are he and Lust... a couple?

Lust and Egon?

[He can't help it, he has to hide an amused smirk behind a furred hand. That also comes with a little confusion at Egon not having told Janine who exactly he is before meeting him, though.]

No, he, ah... we can let Egon explain that, huh?

[Yeah Egon. You're gonna have to talk your way out of this one.]

[Well, now she's just suspicious. Visibly relieved, but suspicious. Janine nods idly before turning her head away, to look at things. As nosy as she is, she can wait on Egon to explain things. This is a strange place- who really knows what's changed.]

[It's only a few moments before Egon returns from his short venture to the bar with three cold brewskis in-hand, passing them out before taking his seat next to Boone and, after an uncomfortably long time, noticing he's being stared at.]

Yes? Do you need something different?

Boone mentioned you had some relationship news?

[There's no judgement in the voice- Janine expects just to hear that he's seeing someone, or in some kind of unusual relationship. Or, for all she knows, being an angel has made him entirely asexual.]

[Boone has never seen Egon look so terrified.]

[Boone just sips his beer, one eyebrow quirked.]

Yeah, what kinda relationship news you got?

[Okay, so maybe he feels a little bit bad seeing Egon look so terrified. But he doesn't want to be hidden away from Egon's friends. And really, she has to find out sooner or later. The whole of Ryslig pretty much knows they're dating, someone would tell her. It should be Egon.]

[Egon can't even get his bottle to his lips. He swallows anyway, sets the drink aside, and shoots Boone a look so short and angry it could melt diamonds in under a second.]

[He swallows again, expression going blank and only his eyes remaining panicked.]

Er... yes, uh, right.

I am in a relationship. One I'm very happy with, it's had a lot of time to grow and develop.

[He didn't forget, is what he's trying to say. He didn't want to discount her.]

Going on eight months now.

I suppose that comes with more important information. This isn't a new development, but I'm gay.

[You could hear glass shatter in the space between them so clearly that it was like someone dropped a chandelier. Janine is just staring. She laughs a little bit, trailing off nervously.]

What?

[Now Boone, you're in the spotlight between two surprised and slightly angry people.]

[Boone raises his eyebrows. Hey, Janine started the conversation, not him. Still the awkward silence gets to him after a while, and he sighs.]

He's in a relationship with me, is what he's trying to say.

[There. Now Janine knows.]

And you seem like a good friend, so I know you're happy for him even if you're surprised. Right?

[Egon puts a hand on Boone's shoulder and the grip is so tight it may as well be the hulk holding him in his seat. The nephilim's face stays neutral.]

That's right. I care about Boone very much.

I'm sorry you had to find out so suddenly, this way. I almost hoped you'd never find out, knowing how things were at home.

Why didn't you tell me? You could trust me.

[It doesn't stop how hurt the human woman looks. This is the best response Egon could have hoped for, little do any of them know how much worse it would get.]

[Well, now Egon is mad at him, but Janine's reaction is a good one. Sort of. She's at least not questioning the fact that he's gay, she's just hurt that he never told her.]

Maybe it's not that he didn't trust you, he just... didn't think it would need to come up.

[But now that he's in a relationship with a man, and Janine is questioning his relationships, it seems like now is a good time.]

[Oh, it could be much worse. Egon can come to him, face in hands, later in the event. In fact, he will. The nephilim right now is just cold and quiet and dismayed.]

[He was afraid. He had been afraid, but he couldn't tell Janine that.]

Does Peter know?

No, not really. No one does.

You just... let me sit there, you let me fawn over you. Why?

I- I know, Janine. I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you- you were one of my closest friends at home.

[Honestly, Boone can't really blame Janine for being upset. And it's not his place to get into this discussion. Still, he pries Egon's hand off his shoulder and takes it in his own, both as a gesture of support and because damn, that grip was starting to make his shoulder ache.]

Hey. I know Egon pretty well, you know. And I know he'd never have done anything to hurt you intentionally.

[His voice is soft, trying to soothe Janine as best as he can without feeling like he's interfering too much.]

[He knows he did her wrong. He's been doing her wrong for years. Egon's chest aches, his glow duller than a wet match. Feeling his boyfriend's hand around his is... conflicting, but he gives it a tight but more friendly squeeze, a few almost-unnoticeable sparks dancing along his eyelashes as he holds in the anger.]

All I could do was try and make you happy.

I didn't want anyone to get hurt in the process.

[He's not sure what to say now, but when he looks at Egon and sees the anger there his ears droop just a little. He's in for it later.]

You're still his friend, right?

[Oh, you just wait for it Boone.]

[Janine looks conflicted and upset, biting one of her nails before huffing gently.]

I mean- I guess, of course. I'm just... I feel I've been led on.

I tried to make myself clear, that I wasn't interested romantically. But like I said, I wanted you to be comfortable and happy.

At least it's out in the open now.

[He has a feeling he should get Egon's anger out of the way sooner rather than later though, so he stands and goes to get Janine another drink. Then he gestures to Egon.]

Just need to borrow Egon for a moment. Won't be long.

[He'll take him up to the balcony, because he's sure Egon will yell at him.]

[She frowns a little, glancing away and sipping what remains of her beer uncomfortably.]

Okay, I may head home early.

[The nephilim nods. He knows Janine isn't going to be here when they return, or at least not long afterward. He just follows Boone, staring at the floor and gritting his teeth slightly all the way up.]

[When they reach the penthouse he goes over to the balcony and stands there silently, waiting for Egon to start yelling. Or whatever he's going to do. He doesn't look happy about it, but he's going to take it as best as he can. It's better than letting Egon stew over it, that'll only make things worse.]

[It hardly takes a second past their entering the balcony that electricity starts curling off his horns, fingers, and out of his eyes like a live wire. He squeezes the bridge of his nose tightly before taking off his glasses and tucking them into his shirt pocket as the air crackles.]

I know it's probably different where you're from, but why in God's name did you do that?

[The static causes his fur to puff up, and he smooths it down as best as he can before giving up and focusing on the conversation.]

She asked. Well, not if me and you were together, but she asked if you were with Lust. Was surprised you hadn't told her about us before you brought her to meet me. You should've known it would've come up.

I couldn't tell her! I didn't want to lose her as a friend- and now this. If she were here for longer, perhaps. But somethings wrong- I doubt she and Peter would even be here long. And for the rest of the time, she's going to think I've been mocking her all these years.

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