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[nofarplaneyet]

Messenger Bird/Voice/Image/Action

*If you want to harass an old man, feel free. Expect dry humor in return if you're trying to be smart.*

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[innermonologues]

Uuuuugh, don't get all sappy on me.

[ He says this while hugging onto Auron's side, an embarrassed look on his face. ]

[nofarplaneyet]

Says the guy curled up like a Griever over here.

So you're trying to give Sora space while he deals with Riku and you've kinda missed a mom. Anything else going on you want to talk about?

[innermonologues]

...

[ He nuzzles himself in Auron's lap a little more. Sorry, Auron you're stuck with this overgrown cat. ]

I miss that dork's bright sunny face.

...I'm mad Rinoa's gone and the last thing i said to her was some stupid argument.

.... you're really comfortable.

[nofarplaneyet]

I never realized you were part cat, Squall.

[Or maybe that he always was, but never felt comfortable to need affection like this.]

Well, if your friend comes back, you can apologize. Sora would appreciate time with you too.

[innermonologues]

I can't bother Sora though...

[ He huffs at Auron, but he doesn't make any move to actually get out of his lap. ]

And I doubt she'll come back, her amulet is gone.

[nofarplaneyet]

Some people leave and come back, even if their memories are gone.

[innermonologues]

Do I really look like I'm that lucky?

[ Squall rolls his eyes a little, moving his head to rest on Auron's shoulder. ]

[nofarplaneyet]

You never know. But even if she doesn't come back, you're always welcome to talk to me if you have something on your mind.

[Auron shares a bit of a feeling through their crystals. Something fierce and protective and very deep. If he'd ever had the chance to have children in Spira, he wondered if he'd love them as much as he loves this complicated and moody and wonderful young man.]

[innermonologues]

[ if Auron very voiced that out loud, it'd probably make Squall cry, not that he'd ever admit that to anyone. A-ah.... that was such a warm feeling though. Squall's face was a little red and the scent of a warm summer's rain drifted into the room. ]

I don't... want to bother you though...

[nofarplaneyet]

You can bother me any time you want.

[He has one hope. That he can stay here as long as possible and parent Squall as best he can.]

[innermonologues]

You have your own life to live you don't want to spend it babysitting me.