[not again] catchall for ant cabin

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...perhaps you ought to warm up by the bonfire? It may help.

[menially]

Not a bad idea, though I'm not sure I'm a big fan of smelling like the lake. [let him get Clean]

Would you like to come keep me company once I'm back, though?

[fishingforcompliments]

Oh... certainly, if you would like.

[menially]

It's a date, then. [guy dont say it like that]

I'll meet you out by the fire in just a little bit, alright?

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...a date?

[hm. actually. flayn's expression falls.]

I am sorry. I cannot go on any dates tonight!

[menially]

Wh-- [Oh. Pffffftsdfksjd.] Ahahahah, Flayn, Flayn, I'm joking...!

If you really don't want to, that's fine. I wasn't being serious.

[fishingforcompliments]

Sitting outside by the fire with you is fine.

...as long as you were joking and it is truly not a date!

[menially]

You have my word. If it makes the lady happy, then we'll keep that word far away from this.

[fishingforcompliments]

Thank you, Guy. Well then! Go on and get cleaned up. I shall meet you outside when you return.

[menially]

[too bad this happens on the saturday before date week because this would be really funny otherwise

anyway he'll just nod and grab his stuff! Give him like twenty minutes and he'll be out at the fire.]

[fishingforcompliments]

[she'll be out there waiting for their not-date!]

[menially]

[two ants by a fire sitting four feet apart because they definitely aren't on a date

but yep, about twenty minutes later, he's in his bus outfit, hair still wet but at least toweled through in a floppy mess. He'll drop to a seat a respectable distance from Flayn.]

Thanks. It's always nice to have some company.

...

He was really giving you a hard time at the trial earlier, wasn't he? Are you two still angry at one another?

[fishingforcompliments]

I am not as angry as him as I was.

[she shrugs lightly. asch is... asch. the one nice thing about all this is his level of grump is pretty consistent, so it's getting easier to realize that's just how he is and that he's not purposefully being a jerk.]

I cannot speak for whether or not he is angry with me, of course.

[menially]

[Well, that's good! At least one of them is trying to be mature here.]

I'd make sure you don't focus on it too much. A lot of what he says is just hot air.

Still. I think he's an interesting guy, somewhere under there.

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...

[is he, guy? is he really?]

Do you know him well, then?

[menially]

In a manner of speaking. We're not great friends or anything, but I've been around him longer than most people here.

[fishingforcompliments]

I see...

[hmmmmmmmm.]

[menially]

[... Someone's thinking real hard over there.

And meanwhile this guy is oblivious to the why.]

Sorry, Flayn. I told him I wouldn't give out any more information than that.

How we know each other is kind of complicated. He's definitely a jerk for a reason, but if he got past some of that bravado and insecurity of his and actually got to know people, he might have a really admirable side to him, you know? It's not something he can just learn overnight.

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[


she really doesn't look like she believes him.]

I... get the feeling he would not be very happy if he knew you were telling me this.

[menially]

Probably not. I don't think he likes anyone talking about him.

I didn't tell him there were any limitations on how I felt about him, though. If it helps other people consider looking past what's on the surface, then I don't mind if he gets mad at me for that.

[SHRUGS]

[fishingforcompliments]

He is probably going to throw you into the lake again.

[menially]

Then it's a good thing I can swim.

[fishingforcompliments]

But, the lake monster...

[menially]

It didn't catch me this last time, right?

Besides, I'll let you in on a secret. Asch helped me back up onto the dock right after he pushed me in, even though he was angry. So yeah, he might get mad. But I don't think he's actually going to do something that would kill me like that.

...

I knocked us both back in pretty much right away, though. Couldn't help myself.

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...

You seem to enjoy talking about him, Guy.