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[It is... you know, a lil warmer as he helps Jonah down.]

And?

[He sits heavily now that he's somewhere not-bed and takes a slow breath.]

And he is probably still in the Lonely, and we aren't.

Right.

So we have a lot to unpack there and a nice comfy spot to do it.

[He still has one hand on Tim, an dge grips at him a little tight.]

He tried to - no, he did throw us both into the Lonely. I... My memory of the Lonely domain changed it a bit... I told him to stay put. Used everything I had to find Algric and get us out.

[Tim's arm is stiff and tense under Jonah's grip. The indrawn breath feeds a blaze starting to crackle. He'll fucking murder him. He'll take apart his life, important thing by important thing, right in front of him and THEN kill him.]

I'm.. glad. [His voice is even, precise.] I'm glad you managed to get out, both of you.

I'm just glad I got Algric out unharmed. As... Unharmed as that place can leave you.

[The heat is doing something to that shoulder though. He shifts to rub at it, the edges of that ice scar peeking out from under his shirt collar.]

Tim, we already agreed to take him out if we see him again.

Good. Add me to that plan.

[The heat isn't going down even a little. He hooks a finger of his free hand in Jonah's collar and pulls it to see a little better.]

Done and do... ne?

[He doesn't stop Tim, but he holds his breath when it's visible, the large ice burn scar in his shoulder branching to his chest and neck.]

... That the Lonely or him, directly?

[Sigh.]

Him directly.

Oh good. [Fuck killing him. He'll keep the bastard alive.]

Right. Good to know.

... [He looks Jonah in the eyes, a familiar concern in around the vibrant hue starting to soak them.] Is it still messing with you?

Mmmmostly just when Algric touches it. I haven't gotten it in any other extreme temperatures yet. Algric actually wanted me to ask you about it.

To... what? Try to counter it?

I suppose? I guess he thinks heat may help it.

Yyyyyou know I'm not great at this yet? Like, really uncontrolled.

I know. It's why I haven't asked.

[He kinda tugs the shirt back in place, moving Tim's hand gently from it.]

I don't know what to do about it.

[Yeah, he pulls that hand back. Not willing to risk hurting Jonah further. As much as it might be delightful.]

What.. is it doing?

Mostly just be uncomfortable? But when Algric touches it, it's... Like it's fresh and hurting.

So... is it separating you and Algric?

Not entirely. Just... Can't touch that shoulder.

[So, nearly a whole side of him, likely in fear of accidentally causing pain...]

I can try. If you want.

I honestly don't even know what you would do or are supposed to do.

[It's... weird to have Jonah at a loss.]

Right. I mean, we can just see if my natural warmth is enough? Or does anything? Is it an excuse to hug you? Maybe. Is it also science? Absolutely not.

As long as we take down the results it can be considered science.

[But he just watches Tim before scooting a little closer.]

And you know you can just ask to hug me if you want.

[A warm, familiar arm slides around Jonah.]

Mm. Lets make this a formal request, then. [As if he wasn't already halfway there.]