[Arm and arm, Ion lets the space between them fall into a comfortable silence, the only sounds being their footsteps falling around them. There's a small smile on his face despite Luke's seeming apprehension--or maybe even because of it, as if he can lift up the mood for both of them.
Before long, they reach the bookstore, and Ion stops.]
[When they stop at the bookstore, he almost laughs, despite himself.]
You would choose somewhere full of books. Come on.
[He pushes the door open, closing it behind the two of them. After a moment of thought, he turns the lock, too. It takes a minute or so, but he manages to find two step-stools for grabbing books off higher shelves, and carries them to wherever Ion is, popping it down for him, then perching on his own.]
[A part of him wants to take a look around, but Luke, of course, takes full priority, and Ion smiles encouragingly as he sits down in one of the stools.]
She's a really good person—but I guess you already knew that, right? She actually came to apologize to me for what happened when I summoned her! Kinda beat us to it, huh?
I'm so, so happy to hear that! She really is a lovely person. Sometimes, she can be abrasive, but I know she feels badly about it afterward. I consider her a friend, and I hope with time we'll become even closer.
[He wants to save her, from herself...]
She must really like you, too, to trust you enough to reveal that much about herself.
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[a quiet forest glade?
he quashes the idea and image mentally, running a hand through his hair.]
The study's fine, if it's not too far! Just as long as it's just the two of us.
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[Arm and arm, Ion lets the space between them fall into a comfortable silence, the only sounds being their footsteps falling around them. There's a small smile on his face despite Luke's seeming apprehension--or maybe even because of it, as if he can lift up the mood for both of them.
Before long, they reach the bookstore, and Ion stops.]
It looks quiet in here. What do you think?
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You would choose somewhere full of books. Come on.
[He pushes the door open, closing it behind the two of them. After a moment of thought, he turns the lock, too. It takes a minute or so, but he manages to find two step-stools for grabbing books off higher shelves, and carries them to wherever Ion is, popping it down for him, then perching on his own.]
So.
[...]
Uh.
Secrets!
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[A part of him wants to take a look around, but Luke, of course, takes full priority, and Ion smiles encouragingly as he sits down in one of the stools.]
Don't be nervous, it's just me!
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It's because it's you that I'm so nervous! I actually care about--about your opinions, and stuff, you know?
[he fidgets with his hands for a minute, then brightens.]
Oh! Okay, actually, how's this? Ambition took off her mask for me!
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Oh, that's really great! She has a hard time making friends, so I'm happy for both of you! Did she tell you her name?
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[he beams.]
She's a really good person—but I guess you already knew that, right? She actually came to apologize to me for what happened when I summoned her! Kinda beat us to it, huh?
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[He wants to save her, from herself...]
She must really like you, too, to trust you enough to reveal that much about herself.
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[he'd vacillated between the two for a while before realizing Ambition was somewhere in between, with their self-destructive powers combined.]
We had a really good talk. I felt like I really got to know her! And...
[he hesitates, wondering if he should even say it. But it's Ion. It's okay, right?]
...She said... even if I wasn't on her team... if she won...
[...]
...She'd help me with my wish.
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[His smile softens, eyes growing more gentle. Ion looks at his hands, his head nodding in thought.]
...good. I'll have to thank her for that, too. I'm glad you told me.
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[he watches Ion's face, smiling as he does.]
I think she really cares about you, too.
[For a moment, he seems like he wants to expand on that—but mentally drops it, changing topics, pressing his hands together between his knees.]
Okay, your turn. Got any juicy secrets?
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[He wasn't expecting to have a turn, but...it's only fair! He laughs, his cheeks flushing.]
Well, I don't know! Is there anything in particular you're wondering about?
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Oh, uh, not really. Nothing in particular! Just... go for it!
[he's suddenly flighty, waving his hands around, gesturing the question to answer itself.]
Whatever you want to share!
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You know, it does seem like you have something on your mind, after all.
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[ION???]
I'm just-- you know, I can't think of anything!