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[ Well. Now that you're awkward about it. ]

Why, what were you thinking just now?

[Even better, confirmation he's still bad at this.]

I just- You. Said you want to take my last name?

[He sounds a little hopeful, a lot terrified.]

[ Oh. Of course. Somehow he thought it was so obvious he glazed right over it. ]

Of course I do, Jonah.

[He watches Algric, then rests a hand on his. Has to be a dream. The weight of the ring, and being close like this, and Martin wanting to love him and Tim and all of it. It's a dream. It's a dream it's a dream it's a dream he's going to wake up any minute now in one of Helen's corridors and-]

I didn't realize. [Squeezes his hand, takes a breath.] I mean. Jonah Blackwood doesn't sound so bad either.

[ He doesn't wake up. Algric is real and physical next to him, leaning his forehead against Jonah's. ]

Well, no. It doesn't. But I want this.

[He watches Algric's eyes, sniffs.]

Not very monstery of me to feel like I need a cry, is it?

Mm, maybe not. But it seems just right for my future husband.

[OH Algric is tugging at those heartstrings. He sniffles a little harder, buries his face into Algric's jumper.]

You should be careful with those words.

[ Algric soothes the back of his head. ]

It's true. You're my future husband, Jonah.

What did I do to deserve you?

[This tiny broken man being healed by everyone here. It's enough to drive an Archiveist to tears.]

It's not about deserving, I don't think.

You think? What would you call it?

I - well, I don't know. Some sort of luck, maybe.

Hm. I'd take you being my good luck paying off after everything.

[The most unattractive sniff before he pulls away, kisses his cheek.]

I - well - that wasn't entirely what I meant, but I'll take it.

[ He's very red now!! ]

[GOOD!!]

Good, because you are a true prize after all of that.

[ GOD. Redder now, somehow. ]

Oh come on. That's stretching it a bit far.

I disagree. But I'll stop.

[It's soft, leaning up to give a quick kiss.]

I do love you, Martin.

[ He returns it shyly. ]

I - I love you too. Jon. Desperately.

[For a moment, Jonah simply watches him. Taking in the sight of a happy, alive Martin. Pale and chilly, sure, but still undeniably him.]

Did you still want to get an eye etching on the inside of your ring?

[ Alive and here, physical as anything. He smiles happily. ]

Oh, yes. I'd like that.

All right. Adding that to the to-do list, then.

Getting a bit long, isn't it?

Only because a few things were written in larger size.

['Kill Elias' being the biggest on his mind.]

I mean. Yes, true. Also, as many times as possible.

[ Kill Elias as many times as necessary. ]