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If you insist.. ha..

(They slide gently to the side, resting their head onto the armrest.)

(They pull themself up, yawning for a moment.)

Oh, maybe just a little while.. I'd feel bad if we made you wait...

Ha...

Hershel says "like fresh blanket out of the drier."

(A ticklish giggle came from both of them, twins of the same body felt the same way after all. After an elated sigh, Hershel decided it was time to return; gently pressing his head into Desmond's, before disappearing entirely into his mind.

It was so warm, that it left Desmond a little sleepy.)

(Slowly, Hershel's side of the hands lifts and caresses Simon's, smiling fondly. Reminding all of them.)

* Everything's going to be fine..

Pff—

* That sure sounds like us..!

For once, this isn't so bad.

* It's kinda like we're hugging.

Mhm. It's warm.

* At least we're still together...

(With a soft hum, Hershel leans into the touch, as he willingly lets the two's legs come together as one. Just two heads left. Desmond dry chuckled.)

Oh God, what do we look like now?

* It's— nn— not your fault.. You helped us a lot..! But I didn't come over here with my body.. S-sorry, Si...

(Their hands and torso overlap each other perfectly. Only their legs and heads seemed to yet fit together.)

I accidentally took him from the Stream one day..

* Hha ha..! It- it does, but also, doesn't..? Why do I have such a big headache..?

M-me too..

(They try to reach his hand, but they're sort of.. stuck to each other like glue? It's an odd sensation as Desmond tries to pull himself up, only to fall back, magnetic to Hershel.)

Agh, what the hell!

(Disoriented and sore from their backs, the two somehow end up crashing into each other and tangling up into each others limbs.)

Oof!

* Ouch!

(The boys lose their faelike qualities, and Desmond's body is no longer broken. The ocean has healed him.)

(The sensation is enough to rouse them awake, albeit naturally confused. Hershel rubs his eyes.)

* Hhm.. wh-wha..?

* Mm.. yeah, that sounds like me.. ha ha..

(Desmond shook their head.)

I don't even know what I'm going to do with myself after I forget everything..

* Y-you have nothing to be sorry for, you're Me..

(The younger Hershel gently holds onto his older self's hand, while Desmond just rests their exhausted head onto it for a moment.)

* You've.. already had to go through all of it... And here I am, reminding you of those days..

(Hershel hugged his arms tight and closely to his body, trying to breathe steadily and failing. His crying was too much for him to handle.)

* I-I don't want to lose S-Simon.. I don't w-want to go home and forget...

* We lost a friend we never met..

(Desmond crumpled into his knees, as Descole slumps in place — caused by a sort of muscle paralysis.)

And a future with someone dear... it wasn't meant to last..

(With a shaky little chuckle, he gets closer to Simon again — but can't quite help the sob that comes out of him next. His body quivering.

Desmond does the same, but is much more silent with his tears.)

* Mmm... mhm.. please, don't worry..

(With a kiss atop Simon's forehead, he did his best to ground himself. Hershel sounded like he was about to cry.)

(Hershel nuzzles him gently, while trying not to get any stray tears of his to disrupt them.)

* I-it's.. alright, Si.. 'didn't mean to worry you... please go back to resting..

(Most of the tears were coming from Descole, but the fae were connected to him, and feeling all of their emotions.)

T-to their own universe... i-it.. mended itself..

(The younger Hershel awoke, glancing up at Simon and Desmond in worry.)

* Is.. that what I felt just now..?

Th-thank you...

(It helps a little in the moment, drying their eyes. They're able to see again for the time being, blinking two little pupils.)

C-can't.. ngh... see...

[Desmond slowly lifts their head, wiping off the ichor suddenly flooding their eyes, grimacing in pain.]

* Mmkay...

[Climbing up towards his side, Desmond shares a sleepy hug alike to Hershel's.]

* Lay down.. that's uncomfortable...

(Hershel throws himself next to Simon, wrapping his arms around him as he begins to drift off as well with a smile. They could finally relax.)

[Sighing, Desmond decided to take a moment as well, laying down in front of Simon. It took him longer to fall asleep than the other two.]

(He starts laughing just as hard as Simon, holding onto his back as he wheezes.)

B-be careful, Si! Don't- hah- f-forget your shoulder! Haha!

[Desmond puffed his cheeks in embarrassment at first.. but seeing the two express such joy allowed him to ease up, chuckling along.]

* ... Shit—

* ...

* All I see is a massive bi—

Pfff— what?? What'd you think, we'd look awful?? You goober!

(Playfully poking at Simon's nose, he laughs wholeheartedly. It felt good to fool around again for once.)

[Desmond spared a glance at theirs. Scoffing.]

* Speak for yourself.. I look like a rotten old hag.

Thanks, big me!

(With a small chuckle, Hershel digs into his food, sharing the variety of little bits of food with Simon and Desmond.)