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[hauntpadour]

[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?

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[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.

[hauntpadour]

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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But you told her and didn't lose her. Least, not from what I saw.

[He arches an eyebrow at that, though.]

What do you mean she won't be here long? You think she's not real?

[hauntpadour]

She's not happy with me, though. She may want nothing else to do with me. Even if it's not about being gay, I just...It's got to sound bad to her.

[The nephilim puts his face in his hands, and the crackling continues. If he had never seen them again, maybe it would have been better. He has no clue how much worse it could get.]

They showed up after everyone else.

It seems like everyone who arrived knows someone who's already here. Somethings not right about it- I think no matter what they are, they're not staying.

Perhaps I felt I could have my old life back for a moment.

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Well, yeah, she's gonna be hurt. But that's because you pretty much just told her you'll never have feelings for her, right? You really think she wouldn't be upset?

[And it's something he should have told Janine a long time ago. Still, when Egon puts his face in his hands Boone reaches out, patting him lightly on the shoulder.]

Egon, we're not getting our old lives back. Know that's not what you wanna hear, but I'm not gonna lie to you. Even if everyone you care about shows up here, it's not gonna be the same.

[hauntpadour]

[He keeps his face in his hands, breathing calm, sparking slightly where Boone pats his shoulder. One wing twitches and reflexively pulls away. He told himself repeatedly he was happy here. He is; he told himself he missed his friends, he'd be happy yo see them again, that he knew things had changed.]

[And yet here he was. He'd done so much wrong by her, and the rest of his friends, by keeping his own fears to himself. And he had to know he couldn't go back to normal; especially here. He couldn't have lied to her, or set Boone aside.]

I know.

I'd hoped to keep it to myself.

[It's the one thing he can't account for, he can't control.]

At least, to tell her on my own terms and on my own time.

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The longer you waited to tell her, the more you'd just be leading her on. You know that. Better that she knows now.

[He pulls his hand away when Egon's wing retreats.]

Look, I get it, you're mad at me. I can give you some space if you want.

[hauntpadour]

I know.

[He strokes a few metal fingers down his nose, sighing before he stands fully again and glances at Boone. The werebear was right. Doing it on his own terms... he likely never would have. And there was so little he could do to justify it.]

[The static fades as he collects himself.]

I suppose I'm going to have to talk to her in private.

It's time to tell Peter too, before he feels even more insulted.

I'll talk to you later.