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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

GOODBYE

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[ CPR? IN THIS SOCIETY?

The first compression pulls a crease across his expression, like he can't quite tell if the sensation is real. He'd been dreaming of something just out of reach, and with a few more seconds, he's sure he could've caught it. But then there's weight on his chest, a breath against his mouth, and whatever he was grasping for slips away entirely.

The second compression hits, and— ]

Woah, woah, woah—! [ —his eyes fly open to mid-third, expression almost comically surprised. ] What are you doing, man?!

[ lively for someone who'd just been at death's door! ]

[oversea]

[ oh my god he's alive

and, uh–seemingly fine? he is not really acting like someone who is on the brink of death. thorns freezes, staring down at him before leaning in again.

although this time it's to just stare at elysium. ]

What do you mean, 'what are you doing'? You just almost died like three times.

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[ He looks up, eyes squinting. Just when he thinks he's regained his personal space, it turns out he hasn't—and he's quick to shove his face away with his palm, looking almost visibly uncomfortable by the proximity. ]

I'm fine, thank you! [ saying that aloud seems to knock some sense into him at least, leaving him blinking to himself in confusion. ] I'm——fine?

[ it's a little hard to deny things when your clothes is stained by dried, and now damp, blood. ]

Wha…

[oversea]

[ this is an odd turn of events, for lack of a better term. thorns glances over at the river, wondering what exactly happened there before turning his attention back to elysium. ]

How is your injury? Is it still bleeding?

[ since elysium is so energetic, thorns can only assume something happened in there. although he isn't sure how he would have known to go into the water, but he can push that away as some purgatory nonsense for the time being. there are more important things to deal with. ]

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[ He gives himself a quick once-over, fingers pressing along frayed fabric where cuts and bruises should be, only to find no pain at all. He inhales, exhales; that feels normal enough, too.

But when his hand drifts to the base of his neck, his fingertips brush against small protrusions that absolutely weren't there before. His brows knit together for a split second before he forces a smile back onto his face, letting his arm drop back down to his side. ]

… Seems fine.

[ Seems fine. Something feels horribly wrong, but what? ]

Uh. You helped me out of there, right? [ he doesn't remember going into the river—but it wouldn't make sense if he hadn't, would it? ] Sorry for freaking out. I owe you one.

[oversea]

[ ... why is he acting so unfamiliar with him.

thorns just continues to look at him, not quite believing that elysium is fine. but he also doesn't want to worry him, so he'll just continue the conversation as casually as he can. ]

Why would you owe me anything?

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You——helped me?

Not that I think relationships are transactional, but I should at least pay the favour forward. You went out of your way for me.

[oversea]

That is just what we do for each other.

[ thorns will kill elysium for thinking he owes him a favor. ]

Can you check your wounds to make sure they're fine?

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[ There is a brief flicker of confusion at 'for each other,' but he lets that feeling pass. ]

Nothing hurts, I can tell you that. [ … ] The bite wound's all gone, too. It wasn't you, yeah?

[oversea]

No...

[ why does this feel kind of awkward. ]

Can you tell me how you got hurt?

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[ because it is… ]

It's a long story…

[oversea]

[ ......

he glances at the water again, before looking back at elysium. ]

I don't mind listening. You were distraught, and we are friends.

[ normally he would not add the last part but he is so ??? at how elysium is acting right now. ]

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[ The water has done nothing…

But he looks back at Thorns and offers him a cordial smile. Like, is something wrong? ]

… Yeah? Sure. Do you mind if I get changed and take a bath first, though? I'm a mess.

[oversea]

... No, go ahead. I'll find you later.

[ ...

thorns has no plans on finding him later because it does not seem like elysium actually wants to talk to him. but more urgently, he needs to go insane to try to figure out what is up with this water. it's fine. ]

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[ OKAY?

just watches him go… gooby ]

[oversea]

[ THIS IS JUSR WEIRD!!!!!

anyway later thorns will leave lil snackies at elysium's door and a note telling him to take care of himself... he will sign his name.... ]