[L presses through the aches that are slowing down his movement and his thought alike, realizes that the way he answers is important. If it wasn't a big deal (and it wasn't, and that is important), he should be forthcoming about this information. It's kinky at worst, but... yes, ordinarily and unremarkable. With someone he... trusts? Can he say that anymore, about Mello? Of course... it would bode poorly, if there was any doubt, and so there isn't.]
My other Bonded... to improve our connection with one another.
[Jealous thing that Mello is, he had been demanding closeness for so long.]
What are you doing?
[Vague panic, through a hangover that has him curled up in the brothel's old bed after just several hours of very fitful sleep. If Myr wants to find him (or Mello), there would be a much better time in a distant future where he's cleaned himself up a bit. He sits up, realizing it was a mistake at the sting that arches through his lower back, and winces as he stands. No good... he drops to his knees, gathering his clothes, working stiff limbs through them.]
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My other Bonded... to improve our connection with one another.
[Jealous thing that Mello is, he had been demanding closeness for so long.]
What are you doing?
[Vague panic, through a hangover that has him curled up in the brothel's old bed after just several hours of very fitful sleep. If Myr wants to find him (or Mello), there would be a much better time in a distant future where he's cleaned himself up a bit. He sits up, realizing it was a mistake at the sting that arches through his lower back, and winces as he stands. No good... he drops to his knees, gathering his clothes, working stiff limbs through them.]