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I did not say that I would not attend.
I am simply saying that you do not need to offer for my sake, that is all.

I meant with m...

...alright. we're going to start over, okay?

[He pauses. The next text she sees appears in her neat handwriting from his memory, in a lilac color matching her hair, repeating her initial message of]

Ah, Nanu! Did you hear?

no, Anabel, I haven't heard anything, what is it you would like to tell me?

[ There is a soft audible huff in his head now. ]

That's not funny, you know.

But I suppose that I will entertain your silly game. As you already seem to be aware, there is a masquerade toward the end of this month.

...ah, is that the color you think of me as?

Of course. [He says it like it should be obvious. Of course, what other color would he designate you as! It's a...a lovely shade of purple.]

If you want to go with me, I'll go. Just don't keep saying that I don't have to. I don't want to restart this conversation over again.

[Okay so he's joking but also, he absolutely will "restart" if she tries to keep reassuring him. Frankly, he is going because Anabel said she would rather go with him. That's as good a reason as any...aside from the lingering guilt he can't part with.]

Hm.

[ It's just that she's curious still, but more interested in the rest of the conversation. After a moment of silence where she means to protest again, she simply lets it go. ]

I know. I simply wanted you to know that the option was there and I would not hold it against you, that is all. [ She's positive that it's guilt that has him going. It's not even that she wants to ensure he's alright with it so much as that. She carries on almost coy and nearly gleeful, her smile can be heard even in her own thoughts. ] ...thank you for agreeing to go with me.

Edited 2018-07-11 04:24 (UTC)

[Guilt, and the fondness that comes from hearing her say she wants to go with an old fuddy-duddy like him.]

Yeah, well. [translation: you're welcome] Just as long as you're aware I'm going to stick out like a sore thumb next to you. You and Persian fit the classy bill, but I left my pretending days back at Interpol.

[ He's neither of those things to her. ]

I know perfectly the sort of person you are, although I'm sure you would look very handsome in a tailored suit.

[ Translation: please. ]

[......Long-suffering silence......]

...Is that required?

I... ah, I'm not sure? It is a masquerade after all.

Can't just button up my jacket, huh.

I believe you already know the answer to that. However, if that is how you wish to attend I would still gladly go with you.

Mmh... [mumbling] ...Wouldn't want to embarrass ya'...

Ultimately it is your decision if you would like to go or not in addition to how you'd like to dress. As I've said, I wouldn't mind regardless. I am just happy to be going with you.

Edited 2018-07-13 23:26 (UTC)

No, no, I'm not gonna do that to you. [Although that is still mumbled and off to the side, like he's talking to himself.] When is this thing, anyway? You only mentioned it's this month.

[ He doesn't seem to want her to say anything about it, so she doesn't. Still it would've been alright. ]

Toward the end of the month, apparently. There supposedly will also be a festival. I'm afraid all I know is that most people are discussing it.

[If it was anyone but her, he would've gone as-is. ...Then again, if it was anyone but her, he wouldn't be going.]

Hm. [He makes a mental note of it. The locals are an odd bunch.] ...You seem pretty eager about it, huh?

[It's not phrased as a veiled insult (of course not), nor does he sound confused about it, really. Interested, maybe? She mentioned she goes to the balls Interpol holds, but he figured that was because she technically had to go. This one, she seemed so excited to tell him about in the first place.]

...ah. I suppose I am.

[ She wasn't excited about going to those and it's not because she had to go or because she chose to go, it just simply was. This time around, though, it's a different experience and it's one she might get to share with him, and that's why she's "eager" as he puts it.

After a moment she pauses and carries on, making sure he knows just that. ]

I'm just happy to go with you.

Edited (it was borderline nonsensical earlier whew meds sorry toots) 2018-07-20 05:47 (UTC)

[It's not a particularly surprising revelation, but it's one he doesn't hear very often. Anyone apart from Anabel and Acerola, in fact. Still, Nanu has to fight down the urge to say something...well, that'll ruin the moment.]

Yeah? [He sounds a little bemused.] I'll try not to be a downer, then.

[As if he would have done it on purpose... ehh, she gets what he means.]

[ She always figures that she doesn't need to, that the way she is around him and how much she seems to want to spend time with him speaks for itself. But as someone who occasionally needs to hear something like that herself... She might get it. ]

Oh, Nanu. [ She laughs, soft and crystalline and warm and it permeates. ] Just be yourself.

[He scowls, not that she can see it, even if her laugh is music to his ears.]

Yeah, well... planned on it. [Just...without the complaining. Which now that he thinks about it, is a major chunk of being himself. Hmm...] Just, uh... see what else you can find out about it, yeah?

[He wants to know more about what he's walking into... and how to modify his behavior so Anabel can have a good time.]

Oh, I don't know. Sometimes you do bend nearly backwards to please me; do not think you've escaped being noticed on that one. [ But she stops in a way that suggests she's fine without carrying on. She just keeps talking, avoiding that first line. ] Of course. I do like to be prepared, after all.

[ He's being awfully cute right now. ]

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