Week 0, Monday - Sandalphon

[fragileprophet]

[It's morning and Ion is already tired. He sits on one side of the bed, rulebook in one hand and walking staff leaning against his side. He closes his eyes, thinking--frustrated? Or just worried? But at the sound of another's approach, he--you guessed it, looks up with a smile. It's much more weary than the smiles of just a few days prior. Naturally, he recognizes his roommate right away.]

Hello--I saw your name on the door. It looks like we'll be sharing this space together, for the time being.

[He gives a polite dip of his head.]

I'll try not to be an inconvenience for you.

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[fragileprophet]

...alright. Thank you.

[Regardless of the emotionally lows and tense words exchanged in their conversation, Ion's expression of thanks is nothing short of genuine.]

I may not be able to offer much, but please don't hesitate to do the same.

[melancoffeea]

[Such sincerity makes Sandalphon uncomfortable. He heads for the door, barely acknowledging Ion's offer with a slight nod.

This won't end well . . . The odds are stacked against their very nature, and the last thing he wants is to drag someone down with him (he's over that). As much as it hurts, he needs to think.]