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"…God, what is life gonna be like after this?"

He shrugs. "Maybe it will just go back to normal."

"Ya think? After all this?" Dimitri cocks an eyebrow at him.

"…My life will," he shrugs.

"Mm… Yeah. Suppose it will. But ya got a good few acquaintances from it."

"…Maybe."

"… Well… I sure like your company," Dimitri nudges him.

"yeah life's been hard, i mean this is my only weapon a fucking survival knife this is all I got."

"... Do you know how to shoot a gun?"

"...what?"

"I-... i have a gun on my ship... If you scanned it you could probably recreate it right?"

"… Want to go together?" She offers.

"I don't know," he sighs. "I don't know if I want to go at all."

She nods. "That's fair."

"… I've never had a grave to go to before…" he admits.

"… No? It… must be odd."

"…Kinda?… I don't know." He picks at his food, dissecting one of the rolls with his chopsticks. "Maybe I'll bring her flowers or something??"

She nods softly. "Flowers are nice."

"Good job, Arthur," John praises, then after a pause, "Did you know your knees flutter up every time I tell you you're doing good?"

Arthur makes another embarrassed whine, but he doesn't stop his movements, giving up on restraining himself.

"I didn't know you liked it that much," he swirls his finger around, playing with the pre-cum.

Once they get home, Odysseus splits off to get some food started for them all. Telegonus drifts to the dining room to wait. If he could just… help him not be scared anymore…

"Hey, are you okay?” Telemachus asks from across the table; he didn't even notice him…

"Yeah, I'm just trying to figure out what could help Dad… My mother would know what to do, but it won't be safe to see her again until winter is over, so I need something we can do until I can take him home."

"… Help him?" Telemachus cocks an eyebrow. "Can he even… be helped?"

"Yeah, I think so… Why not? If we can figure out what makes him… ah… change, we can better control how often it happens," Telegonus offers

Telemachus pauses as he thinks about it. "That… That could actually work… I don't really know how, but we can figure that out," He agrees.

"Well, we know one thing that freaks him out. He doesn't like us fighting, so if we spar, which we should do again, that was really fun… We just don't do it around him," Telegonus smiles, "And probably warn him first so he doesn't come out and see that we are and freak out."

"Alright… That can be done…" Telemachus agrees.