♚ tenth step ♚

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[ Oh boy, it's been a while Plane! There is a good reason for this, and this reason is a doozy. This is quickly seen when Sefton appears; not only are his wrists strapped to the gurney that he's brought with him, but he's also dressed in a pair of scrubs, barefoot, and trying to wrest his hands free from the bindings in quiet panic. ]

Come on, come on, come on, come on...!

Agh! [ He flops back against the pillow, momentarily defeated and breathing heavily. Looking for all the world like the scared, helpless fifteen year old that he is. ] Dad... Dad... why would you do this...?

[ Standard Sefton disclaimer applies, yes. ]

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Need to, huh? [ The mumble is quiet, intended for himself. It's derisive, angry. His own fault.

Sefton stays still for a long moment, trying to work through the whirlpool of thoughts to consider Kyouya's offer. With slightly less urgency-laden panic comes a somber, smoldering mess of emotion underneath. Neither is less volatile than the other, but he thinks he prefers the panic, really. ]

... What if I just wanna stay here? [ (He doesn't.) ]

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[flatly] It is not a very comfortable place to rest.

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There's a bed. [ ... that he was just strapped to moments ago, but shhh ]

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It is not a comfortable bed.

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'n there's a better one in the kitchen? [ He's slowly losing the battle at properly holding himself up on the gurney. He's steady now, but tiring quickly. ]

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[While that is a fair point, logic has never stopped a Host before.] Please accompany you before you fall and I am forced to catch you.

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Could just let me fall.

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That would be impolite.

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[ There's a glare sent Kyouya's way. However, he then lowers his head to let some of his hair cover his face and hide the upset expression. He's really stuck himself between a rock and a hard place, hasn't he? ]

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[with the hint of a sigh] I'll leave when you get there.

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... Just like that?

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If you prefer.

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[ He thinks, it can't be that easy. It's never that easy. It can't—but maybe it is. Maybe... maybe he should, just to get Kyouya to get away, to get himself some space.

So, after a moment, he nods. ]

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Thank you. If you would follow me. [Kyouya sets off for the kitchen at a pace calculated to look normal but which is actually slowed down for Sefton's sake. Thankfully, it's not far away.]

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[ Sefton turns to watch him. After Kyouya is a few feet away, he pushes off the bed and follows, shoulders hunched and most of his attention focused on his feet. ]

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[Kyouya maintains his diplomatic silence on this matter, simply escorting Sefton there.]

Notifs need to stop being retarded. :\

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[ Likewise, Sefton has nothing to say. When they get to the kitchen, he simply finds something to lean against, not yet willing to actually sit down. He's still trying to hide his face, since it looks like he's only gotten more upset in the walk over. ]

I would seriously appreciate that. :/!

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[Kyouya considers what he could say here. His primary concern was to see Sefton safe - actually, right now, he is considering whether or not Sefton might fall and smash his head on a corner. Ever the pragmatist, he goes to the fridge and opens it.]

Would you like water or something else?

Maybe if we clap our hands and believe!

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[ Just because Sefton came doesn't mean he won't be contrary. He's tired, hungry, stressed beyond belief and hurting. The only real option left to him, he feels, is to fight against whatever comes his way now. ] ... not thirsty.

LJ is less a fairy and more a demonic spirit, though...

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Then I'll make it water. [In an odd way, Tamaki is the most useful possibly training for this. Ignoring someone's ridiculous and over-the-top whims amounts to basically the same thing as ignoring them when they're being obstinate and contrary. As such, Kyouya pours a cold glass of water and sets it on the counter in front of a chair that he pulls out for Sefton.]

Do we need to exorcise Frank, then?

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Said... 'm not thirsty. [ He curls up on himself, arms wrapped, but one hand on the cupboard that he's leaned against, fingers slowly adding more and more pressure. Right now, he could very much do with the tactile sensations, even if that's kind of painful right now.

He also ignores the chair, so neener-neener, Kyouya. ]

I'd so be up for that.

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[Childishness is also very Tamaki. Kyouya grabs some bread and a bowl of fruit, then puts them by the glass of water. He isn't sure what Sefton actually likes, so he can hardly select to order, but bread is an instant hunger fix (especially for commoners) while fruits provide many important nutrients.] Thank you for allowing me to accompany you, Sefton-kun.

[He looks at Sefton a moment longer - he isn't quite content with how little he has done - but contrariness does tend to disappear in the absence of anyone to be contrary towards. So Kyouya disappears from the Plane.]