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[fluorite]

[ Wow, pretty gay of him. ]

You are.

[ Yael already guessed as much, and would probably call him out for lying if he said otherwise, so. ]

[weaseled]

[So this is happening. This is seriously happening................

Yael stops to drag his face down his hands. He's not flirting with some random nerd on the Internet. It's not happening. He's not doing this. He's not going to—]

And what about you? Do you look the same offline too?

[fluorite]

[ It takes Fai a few minutes to respond as he tries to figure out what to say. He can't deny that he looks the same, not when two people here have already recognized him on sight. So, he thinks.

And thinks some more. ]

Not the exact same.

[ Will Yael question that? ]

[weaseled]

[He's questioning a lot of things right now. With a beleaguered sigh, Yael thinks.

And thinks some more.]

I see. You were smart enough to customize your avatar.

[Apprehension gets the better of him. It's not Fai's fault.]

[fluorite]

[ The thing is... he really wasn't. Even cropping his hair and putting on a strange outfit didn't keep people from recognizing him within seconds.

But this feels like an awful lot to explain over text. The timing is pretty bad, though, so: ]

I have to be at the lab in an hour, so meet me at ΔHeavenly Season's Dead Wood tomorrow afternoon.

[weaseled]

[Thanks for giving him some time to think this over with a level head, Fai. The timing works out just right for Yael.]

Alright. I'll be there.

[bye]