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Mm. She was just trying to save her boyfriend...but then all of this happened.

[Well, it would probably be more tragic if he was paying more attention to the film]

[dissimulative]

That sounds like the kind of punchline that goes for everything.

[ Even they felt it to an extent. The only difference is that both of them are alive to this day and it's very real. Oria snuggles, getting comfortable. ]

Is it almost the end?

[insinning]

Probably...does the movie have a sequel? I'm not sure how they'll get rid of the mastermind...

[Sinclair yawns a little, getting comfortable against Oria too]

[dissimulative]

I heard there's one in the works. I think the series will go on for a long, long time.

[ Oria raises his hand to card through Sinclair's hair. ]

Sleepy? Should I take you back to my room?

[insinning]

[Sinclair promptly latches onto Oria like a koala. He's extra clingy when he's unwell...though the delirium of the fever seems to have passed]

Mmm...I can walk.

[dissimulative]

[ If there was a delirium, Oria thinks it was pretty mild. He's very glad for that. In fact, he likes it when Sinclair is a little clingy like this. It's when he realizes that he likes it when Sinclair does a lot of things: the violent things that look cool to him, the glint in his eyes when he does something with confidence, the gaze that flits about when he isn't sure of something, the exasperated face he gives him in response to something ridiculous...

He really loves it all.

He's fallen so hard.

Oria smiles at Sinclair with a lot of fondness behind the expression as he picks him up bridal style again and puts him in a comfortable position from how he clings. ]

Shh.

[ He says in a hushed voice and gives Sinclair a small kiss on the forehead. ]

Let me have this.

[insinning]

[Sinclair looks up, but accepts Oria lifting him up without protesting. He hums in contentment and tucks his head against Oria's shoulder, happy to cuddle while the credits were rolling. Well. He can let Oria have this one]

Mm...okay...if you insist...

[dissimulative]

[ Oria seems satisfied with Sinclair's answer as he heads back up the two flights of stairs up to his room. A maid will clean up the theater room without being prompted. They work in this household for a reason.

When Oria gets to his room, he gently puts Sinclair down on the bed, lies down next to him, and tucks them both in comfortably under the blanket. ]

Sweet dreams, Emil.

[ He gives him a small peck on the lips. ]

Good night.