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    ((Oh, that makes sense))


    The Princess merely snorted, and sped up slightly. Sylf sighed, "5orry about that." she said, rubbing the back of her head with glinting arms.


    Sylf nodded and not too long after, they were at the palace. Sylf guided Regsu in and led him to Azmarathnien. The Nightblood himself was in a guest room, his hair shaggy and unkept, his face more scraggly than normal, and wounds on his arms and legs. He had a blunt in his mouth, and it looked like he was making coffee.

    Regsu of course, politely thanked Sylf and then raced over to Azzy and, as one can imagine from a limie, glomped Azzy; a biiiiiiiig, derpy smile on his face.

    Regsu did nothing but snuggle the nightblood very roughly, obviously not letting go anytime soon. He was fiery hot to touch, showing how much bet Azzy was okay.

    Regsu quickly noticed Azzy's cold skin, and hugged him tighter. "Ah, Azmarathnien! You're ssskin'sss ssso cold you poor baby you mussst be FREEZING!"

    Hehe, that's what Mythel said to Sylf when he hugged her most of the time; 'you poor baby you must be freezing!' Regsu tightened his grip around Azzy so much that he could have very well squeezed the air from his lungs.


    Azzy smiled and only hugged Regsu tighter, sniffling loudly as tears pricked his eyes. He had this huge lump of self-loathing in him after what happened. He felt like he didn't deserve his precious limie anymore.


    Sylf sighed and shook er head before leaning them alone for a bit.

    ((my bffsie showed me a Panic! song that reminded me of Gay Dragons))


    Azzy nodded silently, wiping his face into his arm, and then holding Regsu's hand.

    ((When The Day Met The Night))


    Azzy sighed, knowing it'd be expensive, "Regsssu, are you sssure you don't want me to pay it off? I'm sssure ssshe'd let me pay in inssstallmentsss." he croaked.

    Regsu shook his head, "you really think that the Royalsss pay her much for her job?" he scoffed. He was partially right... the Royals didn't give her nearly enough money for what she did. But did you think for a second Mythel wasn't going spoil her rotten even if they did? Because of him, Sylf didn't even need a paycheck. But Regsu didn't know that.


    "I'm paying her."he said before starting to go find her.

    ((If Regsu only remembers everything before Fay and Lepida how does he remember being sick?))


    Sylf shook her head, Don't worry about it, you're fine!" she waved her hand, "You two ju5t go home and 5tay 5afe."

    [[ even if he did have memories of it, they would be far too foggy. He remembers the pain, that's basically it. ]]


    Regsu smiled wide, and hugged her as fearlessly as he hugged Azzy. He let her go quicker, though. It would have been like hugging a taller Mythel. Sugary, fiery warmth.


    "Thank you sssoooo much!" he squealed, then went over to Azzy and grabbed his hand. "Okay, NOW let'sss go home!"

    ((I guess its better for him to not remember the fact he ate Lepida's arms...or possessed Sylf...or nearly killed Azzy twice...))


    A faint half-smile curled up Azzy's lips, "Alright then, you lead the way..." he whispered. He was really fatigued, and if Regsu lifted the Nightblood's shirt, the limie would probably scream. There was a skeleton hidden under the now baggy clothes.