ledbythewind | APPOINTMENTS POST

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APPOINTMENTS POST

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GO NUTS.

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Geez, man... of course you do.

And I know I'm not the only one who feels this way. You had other friends before me and there's no way I believe it isn't the same for them.

[He shakes his head.] You never give yourself enough credit.

I'm sure you're right. You always are about this kind of thing.

[He smiles a little against Isamu's hair.]

But you are the first person who has ever put it into words.

[Oh, sure, people have called him a friend and told him he was important, but no one has ever said they NEEDED him before. It's really a sort of wonderful feeling.]

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Then there are some serious slackers around here.

[He gives Richard a couple pats on the back.]

Myself included.

[Now he laughs, just quietly.]

I'm glad I met you, even if the feeling wasn't mutual at first.

Hey, same here. Who knows who I'd have been stuck with otherwise, if anyone.

Maybe I'd have gone off to live in the woods somewhere.

In the woods? You wouldn't be able to last a day out there before you came back inside complaining of the cold and the bugs.

Hey, I could totally manage the woods. I have better survival skills than you're giving me credit for.

[This face, Isamu. Just. This face.]

It's true! I totally watched enough nature documentaries when I was a kid.

And that makes you an authority on wilderness survival?

An authority, no. But I think I'd do alright.

[Richard just starts laughing again...

... until he's interrupted by his stomach growling rather loudly. Whoops.]

[Without missing a beat, Isamu nudges the tray toward him.]

I'm still not sure what I did to deserve breakfast in bed, considering this is your anniversary rather than mine.

[But he'll take his plate gratefully and actually - gasp! - start eating some of the crepe.]