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It's alright.

[This is a very somber conversation, what the hell.]

I've had worse, and I'm sure I'll get more when AM decides to turn around for revenge.

Mm.

[The noise is short and tense, as though the subject of AM is bringing up some awkward memories. Which, well, it is.]

Had a talk with AM before all this, told him if he hurt you again I'd kill him. Threat still stands, but now he's got a reason to come after you.

[He gives Egon a serious look as the elevator opens up to the suite.]

If he tries anything, come here if you can. He won't be able to get in, and I'll handle him.

...Thank you. I'll try to get here if he comes after me.

[He shifts, folding his wing behind him and clearing his throat into a fist, nodding. As soon as they get out of the elevator he'll find a sheet of paper and start sketching down something.]

This is my summoning symbol, I haven't used it before, but should you need me-

[He'll just offer the little drawing to Boone.]

[He takes the paper, looking at it as he sets the flowers down in the kitchen.]

How do I use it?

I think you just draw it on the floor.

[Or else he'll come phasing out of the wall. Egon is a little curious about how it works.]

I haven't used it before, but I know it should work.

[Monster instinct he guesses.]

Not much of an artist. Hopefully it'll still work if it's a little off.

[He's not sure when he'd need to use it, but he'll keep the paper as a reference.]

Too bad I can't give you one, too.

Just know the firehouse is always open to you, at the very least.

[Just whenever you need, he's not sure how useful it is outside of 'whenever'.]

Thanks.

[He's not sure when he'd have to go to the firehouse in an emergency, but it's nice to know that it's there. A backup is always good.]

You want a drink or anything while you're here?

[It's better to talk over a drink, right?]

[Or, you know, if he just wants to.]

[And for the first time in a very long time, Egon sort of has his right personality about him. At least he's not depressed or under so magic influence.]

I can have one, I think.

How's Rex?

What do you want?

[He jerks a thumb over in the direction of his bedroom at that.]

He's fine, he's on my bed if you wanna go say hi.

[The cyberdog is old, he doesn't always feel like getting up when he hears there's a visitor.]

Scotch on the rocks.

[And he will happily go see Rex and give that cyberdog a sweet little pat before going on. He's got a sort-of kinship with a cyborg, whether he knows it or not.]

I should probably record what happened this week.

[Boone pours out the scotch while Egon goes to visit Rex, but looks distinctly uncomfortable at the mention of recording what happened.]

You wanna record things? Think I'd rather forget most of the week even happened.

[He says "most" because, well, it wasn't all bad. Just most of it.]

I mean, marking down what happened. It doesn't have to be in the details.

[He will take his drink, sipping thoughtlessly and shaking his head a little and actually putting on a smile.]

There are a few things I'd like to remember for myself.

Like giving AM what he deserves?

[He raises his glass slightly in a mock toast. Boone can't say he feels all that sorry for AM, after the things he did to Egon. His only concern is that he'll come after Egon again, but outside of what was just discussed he can't do much about it.]

That and others. But I think it takes precedent.

[He'll burn that bridge when he gets to it. Egon raises his glass without much thought and swallows the rest of his drink, setting the glass down so he can slip a notebook out of the bag that's perpetually at his side.]

[A pencil will also appear from somewhere within his hair.]

Did you experience any physical changes while under the mask's influence?

[He shakes his head, going back to his drink.]

No. Nothing I noticed, anyway.

[He glances up at Egon from over his glass, remembering the way his eyes had been glowing.]

You did though, right?

I burnt a lot of energy being angry, but I stayed the same as far as I know.

[His eyes apparently just do that when he's pissed. The taller man glances back and meets eyes with Boone again, metallic fingers drumming against the counter as he writes that down.]

Impulses you experienced?

[He's got an idea, but may as well not make assumptions.]

[Boone had never seen it before, so he'd just assumed it was the mask. He nods, but looks uneasy again at the next question. After a moment of silence, he sighs heavily.]

Wanted to... be close to people, mostly. Wanted other things, too. Anything that made me feel good.

[But he doesn't feel all that bad about being greedy with things like good food and drink. Sure, he was a bit of an ass about it, but that's nothing compared to how much of an ass he was about getting laid.]

[Egon will nod to that. It wasn't Boone's fault, after his own behavior he can't really pass judgement on what happened or what the werebear wanted. When it came to being an ass he had been significantly worse.]

[So that's noted, and he puts the papers away.]

Understood.

You, er, mentioned that our little... meeting didn't have to be the only instance.

[His eyebrows raise a little as he's reminded of what he'd said. He'd almost forgotten, but now he goes slightly red and looks off to the side. He'd said that, hadn't he? And at the time, he'd meant it. Still, he takes a few moments to think on it, now that he knows his head is clear and he's making rational decisions.

If they hadn't already slept together, then any proposition at this point would be met with a firm but gentle "no". As it is, though... they have. And he can't deny that it was good. Not just physically, but it had felt good to be close to someone again, too. He hadn't realised how much he'd missed it.]

...Guess it doesn't have to be.

[He looks back over at Egon, a little unsure but mostly confident in his answer.]

If that's what you're asking, that is.

[He wouldn't have been surprised if the answer was no, but it still felt prudent to ask. Since he didn't seem too upset about it in the first place.]

I mean, it doesn't have to be now.

I'm certainly not going to hold you to anything you said then. I just wanted to know how you felt on the matter.

[These two are just great at communicating, are they not?]

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Didn't think you were asking about now. Just... in future. Right?

[He can't tell if this conversation is awkward or not, so he just decides to focus on his drink again. He's a little surprised that Egon asked, actually. It's a very forward question, but... well, maybe they're past that now, given what happened while the masks were on.]

Did I say anything else you were wondering about?

If you feel like it.

[It's more forward than Egon may usually be, but he does consider himself personally invested in Boone now, whether it involved their relationship or just the younger man's happiness. He cared a lot about his friends.]

I think that was really the only thing you said I was really curious about.

Is there anything I said?

We can see how things go.

[If it happens, it happens. As for things Egon said... nothing really stands out to him right now. He shakes his head.]

No. Not really. Actually... I don't really remember much of what we talked about.

[He looks a little sheepish as he says it.]

Wasn't paying as much attention as usual.

[Basically, he mostly just remembers the sex.]

We can.

[Egon will just poor them each a second drink, pink in the face. This open communication thing Soeki recommended sure was working out. Great, look at all this lack of immediate results.]

I only remember highlights of the week.

[Various fistfights and, yeah, the sex.]

At least we didn't end up hating each other. I've still got others to apologize too.

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