Week 0, Friday Post-Investigation - Ion

[fragileprophet]

[Ion knows if the two of them are going to be co-existing in this place for an indeterminate amount of time, he needs to get over the way his stomach twists with anxiety whenever he looks at his Original. And besides, for all that he feels, conflicting or otherwise, he doesn't want any harm to come to him. In fact, he'd rather that his Original have more of a chance than even himself. So, he goes and finds him, where ever he may be, and takes a seat with him so they can talk, Ion-to-Ion.]

How are you doing?

[Have to start somewhere.]

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[fonlines]

... I think, dear older self, that I should be the one asking you that.

[ His smile quirks, faintly, as his lips curve around the word 'older.' Well, as far as everyone here is concerned, one of them is fourteen, aren't they?

Still, his expression does seem somewhat drawn; clear evidence he isn't unaffected by the events of the day. ]

I heard that something happened earlier concerning you?