[The answer, at least at first, is silence. Why not just meet at the Circle? It would be the more efficient option, and considering what L is delaying and repressing with no small amount of effort, it would be the kinder way. But... no, of course, Myr wants to talk first. He can believe that he's letting his Bonded (not a word L can use much longer, best to break the habit sooner rather than later) down gently. And after everything, can't L hold it together long enough to humor it? They can sit in privacy and peace, Myr can lay down his most compassionate argument for benevolent euthanasia, and they can shake on it before going together to the Circle.
Just a dance, for time's sake, that they will engage in together as a formality. L can follow the steps without stumbling, even if his vision blurs and his head spins through the dizzy motions that feel so inherently wrong.]
Of course; it rather goes without saying, doesn't it?
[His fingers snag on the tangled knots in his dark hair. He's unwell and ungroomed, and looks it, but as usual, Myr is guaranteed not to notice what he looks like.]
I'll leave a note at the desk that you can inquire after once you arrive. They'll know to look out for you, and direct you to the room.
[A good plan, concrete, something that's easy to follow through on for both of them. Distantly, it occurs to L that he should be grateful that Myr wants to give him this much, rather than simply ceasing to speak to him for longer and drawing out the process. Is it appropriate to offer thanks? He'll think on it as he goes through the first steps alone, sets it all up, waits with the bag containing his worldly possessions tucked beneath his chair.]
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Just a dance, for time's sake, that they will engage in together as a formality. L can follow the steps without stumbling, even if his vision blurs and his head spins through the dizzy motions that feel so inherently wrong.]
Of course; it rather goes without saying, doesn't it?
[His fingers snag on the tangled knots in his dark hair. He's unwell and ungroomed, and looks it, but as usual, Myr is guaranteed not to notice what he looks like.]
I'll leave a note at the desk that you can inquire after once you arrive. They'll know to look out for you, and direct you to the room.
[A good plan, concrete, something that's easy to follow through on for both of them. Distantly, it occurs to L that he should be grateful that Myr wants to give him this much, rather than simply ceasing to speak to him for longer and drawing out the process. Is it appropriate to offer thanks? He'll think on it as he goes through the first steps alone, sets it all up, waits with the bag containing his worldly possessions tucked beneath his chair.]