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Eva Arclight, Byron’s late wife, mother to Christopher, Thomas and Michael.

And we’re back on the staring channel. "Wait— hold on just a second here." So he had been right with this previous assumption? Well now he wasn’t sure if he should be excited or disappointed. "Are you… Chris Arclight?"

   Oh, of course no one ever recognized him--why even would someone. He wasn't even surprised at this point, rather just resigned. "Coincidentally, I am."

this is a very important question you guys

Casually returning the wink, he turned around for a little to prepare their tea. "Oh my! Flustering such a gorgeous creature, how rude of me.~"

   "Oh, certainly--I think it's a good moment to mention I don't mind it at all?" Crossing his arms, he casually leaned against the wall; he wasn't even trying to be subtle anymore.

Blinking repeatedly, Shun needed a moment to let those words sink in. He couldn’t seriously be saying, that…? "What do you mean, you work with all of them?"

   He wasn't going to dwell on the subject either,he didn't need his mood to drop even more--talking about cards was always much better and safer idea. "Well, I'm leader of the developing team, so I guess it's rather obvious everything goes through my hands at some point."

Countering his laugh with a chuckle, Kiryu patted his shoulder. "Really, don’t mention it. Always happy to help out an attractive man. Black tea or camomile?"

   Smiling involuntarily,he winked at the elder playfully. "My, my. You're flustering me, Kiryu-san.--Ah, camomile maybe."

"This kid is going to kick your rusty ass if you keep calling him that.” He wanted to comment on how he could suddenly move, but decided against it and instead frowned. Instinctively, he reached out to grab the stranger’s hand. "What cards?"

   He expected to be left alone now, thus the sudden grasp on his hand was quite a surprise--and so was the question, to be honest. "Well... various. I'm the one who works with all of them, sooner or later, after all."

"You could start by telling me if you prefer coffee or tea, so I can make you a cup." Might as well tke advantage of the little fact that Yusei wasn’t home yet. "Ah, no need to thank me. It was a pleasure."

   Cue a soft laugh at the question--yes, that was surely something one needed to know about an Arclight. "Tea, definitely--But still! You saved me there."

"Be that as it may my point stands. I refuse to move as it is you who’s blocking the way, not me. Standing around does count as blocking, you know."

   "Listen, kid--I had a rough, long day and because of this I'm probably going to spend whole damn night with these cards, and--whatever." Just moves away. Of course he wouldn't be able to just say what hurts him.

"Fun fact: you wouldn’t have this problem if you would just move.”

   "Another fun fact: neither of us would be here now if instead of making a problem you'd get out of my way."

"Now you got me curious. Care to tell me a little more about you?" Because how do you subtle. And cue a chuckle at Chris’ last line as he unlocks the door. "Good thing I found you, then. Spending your time wandering around aimlessly doesn’t sound very satisfying."

   "Guess I could. Though I wouldn't know where to start." He never did, he didn't like to talk about himself to be honest--but if such a beautiful creature asks, who was he to decline. "It definitely wouldn't be, yes--I'm highly grateful for the help, too."

"You sure? Wouldn’t want a poor old man freezing to death because he can’t move. I got my phone right here, it wouldn’t be a problem." Watch as he pulls out his phone.

   "Ahh, I'm tougher than I look, don't worry about that--seriously though, I need to get to the laboratory before twilight."

"Looks like you’re leading quite the busy life. Very interesting." Still, he wasn’t sure if he could ever do that. "Ah, here we are."

   "Sort of?" Well, as Heartland's lead developer of DM and head of his family, he kinda was. "I do manage to find some free time sometimes, though--oh, wow. I probably would look for the place for another hour."

"Would I kindly call the nearest retirement home so they can come pick you up with a wheel chair? Well if you ask that nicely." He’s gonna do it.

   "That would be sorta nice, as I wouldn't have to bother with walking--but I think I will pass." Wheel chairs were bringing bad, bad memories.