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[dissimulative]

We talked about a lot of things... Mom still thinks that way in the end. Dad is definitely taking up some sort of penance away from the public eye. Iri is...

[ His voice trails off. Maybe it's not best to get to that yet. ]

Anyway, Aria is fine. She was the least affected out of all of us.

[ He closes his eyes for a moment with the hand on his cheek. ]

[insinning]

[Sinclair frowns a little, stroking his thumb over Oria's cheek. Of course. It was painful for all of them.]

...and you?

[ The things Oria had been worried about, the things he had been scared about...sure, Sora hadn't wanted anything to do with the Severines. But with Oria's mother...]

[dissimulative]

I was too busy with strict deadlines. Time wouldn't be so kind to wait for me in the midst of all this. When I can rest alone... I'll let it catch up to me.

[ The last part is said with great hesitancy. He doesn't want it to catch up with him, but he knows he still needs to learn how to process and deal with things. ]

[insinning]

[Kicking the can down the road. Sinclair knows the method very well now. But he nods, drawing Oria down a little in the hug so Oria can rest against him. If the bean bag chairs are in each and aren't too low, they're sinking down into them]

You can rest a bit here. Everyone else is pretty self-sufficient when it comes to partying.

[dissimulative]

You know me—I'd rather not let people see me being down. There's too many people here.

[ Oria feels himself sinking into the beanbag chair with Sinclair. ]

And I'd rather be alone with you right now. It's too bad you can't stay tomorrow for too long...

[insinning]

I know. That's why it's a micro rest here. Or back in your room.

[ Just sit with him and cuddle. Sinclair presses a kiss to Oria's cheek.]

...mm. I have to make a trip interstate the day after first thing in the morning, so...

[He has to get back sooner]

[dissimulative]

It's a shame... I don't know when I can see you again like this.

[ There's a small, wistful sigh that comes out of him. He already did enough to bring Sinclair here, so he knows that he can't extend the break. As Sinclair knows, he's missed too many days already. ]

My uni scheduling moved to the fall, but I won't have free time like I did before while I was gaming. I still need to make up for the lost time by fixing what failed when I wasn't around.

[insinning]

[ Truth be told, as much as Sinclair had suppressed it, his longing to see Oria again had been intense. So he's thankful for this much, that they had this much. Even if knowing it'll be another long stretch after this makes him wistful too.

He nods, and doesn't ask what failed. Instead]

You're always pushing yourself go the limit. [ A soft fond sigh; he presses a kiss to Oria's cheek again. He'll hold back his worry for Oria.
It's fine, he's happy to worry for Oria for as long as he needs to ]

...you know, I might be staying near the valley for awhile. Work has some contracts drawn up with Kayser Corp - the one at that CES tech event - but it'll be more long term than our others...

[ Sinclair knows he'll be used as their secret language specialist now; and...for other things but...

It wont be a lot of time, but they could make something work]

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[ To that, Oria perks up immediately. ]

Really? I think my dad has something involving Kayser Corp, but I'll see...

[ He knows that even though they could run into each other, it won't mean much. Just look at how CES panned out. ]

Maybe I'm gonna be a shut-in for a different reason now... the curse of being busy.

[insinning]

[CES...that was for sure a missed moment. He nods, pressing closer. He has to laugh a little]

You keep adding to your own workload. Are you sure you're not a workaholic?

[dissimulative]

If I can do something about it, you bet I will.

[ It's a matter of pride and warding off helplessness whenever possible. He's still control-heavy... ]

I hate taking blame for someone else's failures.

[insinning]

[Sinclair has to wonder a little. That control-heaviness...]

Why would you be blamed?

[dissimulative]

Because I'm the face of the project and whatever else.

[ He still doesn't trust a lot of people to do the work for him, which leads to overwhelming work and Oria being busy... a vicious cycle. ]

It will matter to me.

[insinning]

[ Sinclair frowns a little, leaning into Oria]

Mm... there's no one you trust to manage their part?

[dissimulative]

Not really.

[ Brutally honest. ]

I just hire people who do menial work, but thoroughly. Motivated people apart from financial reasons. I can pick those out too.

[insinning]

[Oria, please. Well, Sinclair expected that after the now distant memory of Uta's funeral preparations]

...then I hope you do find people you can trust soon. So you don't have to take on as much on your own.

[dissimulative]

... Should I do like an interview for my personal assistant? I think it could help keep Iri busy and she's a much better bullshit detector than I am.

[ Thoughts for another time. Anyway, he can do this later, so he gets closer to Sinclair if that's even possible with how close they already are and gives him a quick kiss. ]

I'm not on vacation to talk about work, so let's enjoy ourselves instead. Do you wanna stay indoors or go outside?

[insinning]

[ Sinclair makes a noise of agreement and kisses Oria in turn. ]

Lets go outside for a bit.

[dissimulative]

Did you wanna go to the beach?

[ Oria still chose the beach, because he thought the majority would have liked it. A pool would have been too small for a group this size, he thinks. ]

The breeze is nice there.

[insinning]

Mm. Some fresh air would be nice.

[ Sinclair knows how much Oria dislikes the ocean. But they can walk a little further away from everything ]

[dissimulative]

Let's go then.

[ Oria gets up and pulls Sinclair up too, then they can get a move on to the beach! Even though it's the evening and the sun has set, the beach is partially lit so that it's not covered in complete darkness, but most of all, the ocean seems to be glowing.

Oria definitely chose this location for a reason. ]

[insinning]

Ah...

[ Sinclair's steps slow to a halt as he takes in the ocean with wide eyes. ]

... it's beautiful...

[dissimulative]

Isn't it? Try cupping some of the ocean water in your hands. It'll still glow.

[ Go on. He wants Sinclair to be excited. ]

[insinning]

Yeah? [Sinclair lets go of Oria's hand to move towards the water, watching the waves lap at the shoreline. He reaches down and cups the water between his fingers, laughing with open delight as the water glows like stars in the palms of his hand]

It really does...!

[His eyes are practically sparkling as he holds it up, letting the water slip between his fingertips]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria smiles as he walks over to where Sinclair is. He's happy. Hearing Sinclair laugh like this is amazing. It fills his heart with so much love. The genuine excitement that Oria can rarely see in others is always a pleasant surprise to encounter.

The waters sparkle in the color of Oria's eyes, twinkling like a night sky full of bright stars. ]

Pretty, right?