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[sharpiewielder]

[ 08:20:43 ] < merlinofcourse >:If you truly are with some version of me, then you should know I would NEVER play when it comes to romance.

[Hanna reads the message once. Twice. Three times before it becomes a blur.

"It could have always been worse."

Maya's words echo alongside Merlin's voice in his head. They could have all been split up, that's true. At least he still has Maya. But he doesn't want to say that, like it's some sort of consolation prize. She's more than that, and he knows she knows that, but this whole idea is still just... too much. He can't even figure out how to put it into words.

Instead he just snuggles up to Maya and squeezes her tight, ignoring the awful tension threatening to squeeze his throat shut. It's fine. They'll... get through this. And everything will go back to normal! It always does.

...usually.

Eventually he'll message him back but. He. Just. Needs a moment. Sorry Maya.]

[missleadingquestions]

[Ah... There's his answer. So, the three of them really are all from different timelines.

Well, so far, this has been a pretty good position for her to wake up in. It's been awfully lonely with no one else in this manor for well over a year now. This Hanna and this Merlin, they're both really nice to have around. Her heart aches for this Hanna, alone in this world like this.

So she doesn't mind letting him hold her tight, or linking her fingers around his middle.]

Hey... it'll be okay.

[Her voice is soft and gentle, almost a whisper, as she tries to comfort this sweet and pretty fish boy in her arms.]

[sharpiewielder]

[He's quiet for a long while, save for the periodic sniffle. He wants so badly to be normal about this, a]]

I know. And... [Sigh.]

It's okay, now. [It's very not, not yet, for him. But... overall.] I'm glad he's happy. [Still, he's still holding her pretty tight, like she'll just go poof if he doesn't. He does gradually ease up once that particular wave of paranoia washes over him, at least.]

But... [He laughs, though there's very little actual humor to be found in it.] Can I be honest...?

[missleadingquestions]

[Maya tilts her head, curious.]

I kinda thought you were already being honest.

[sharpiewielder]

[Sighs!]

Well, more honest.

[He's exaggerating the pout he gives when he pulls away to flop uselessly against the couch cushions.]

This sucks, a lot. Like. A lot, a lot. Like-- Adrian made sashimi out of me and it sucked less than this.

Earlier, when you didn't remember us...? I thought that was gonna be the worst of it. Thought I was gonna shrivel up on the spot. But it was just like half a second of "ouch," because like, thank god you remembered liking me enough in your 'verse to give me a chance! But-- fuck. Is this me-- [Pointing at himself.] --the luckiest version of myself or what?

[He's laughing again, but it's in that tearful, hopeless way where he can't stop wiping his eyes or wipe the grin off his face. He feels crazy, and awful for his other selves, but so damn grateful for the one he is. He's the one that got everything he wanted! Is that even fair?

All he can think now, though, is how badly he wants to go back home.]

Just-- man... What am I gonna do? What are we gonna do?

[missleadingquestions]

[Maya listens to Hanna continue on, watching him lament. She pulls her knees up to her chest, resting her chin on her crossed arms.


She... Really does feel awful about making him feel bad. But for her, this has all been surprisingly nice!]

Well... I guess we're just gonna live it out until whatever this is sends us back to where we're supposed to be.

[She shrugs, smiling just a little and conceding;]

And I dunno... Maybe when I get there I'll make sure I talk to you and Merlin a bit more.

[sharpiewielder]

Well... thanks for choosing to live it with me. It really means a lot, you have no idea.

[He reaches out to rub her arm and gently goad her into uncurling just enough to come and snuggle against him now.]

I know... I'm not your Hanna, but... I know for a fact he'll be happy to hear it. I can't imagine there being a version of me that isn't head over fins, paws, hooves or heels for you. [Wink.]

[Sorry for the yo-yo of emotions here, Maya. Schmoozing helps his mood. Surely you must understand.]

[missleadingquestions]

[She does undersgand! And appreciates. Her little giggles sound a bit like orca squeaks as she opens up her arms again for him, reaching out to push a stray curl from his face.]

Who knew you were such a romantic?

[She teases, as if she isnt seeing it displayed.

Poor dude. At least she isn't hating this. Tough luck about Merlin, though.

She can't pretend she's never thought about the person who loved her coming back and totally forgetting her, after all.]