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Willard roughly kissed him, stroking his hair. "Avar, listen to me. I am to watch over you in that place. You're not well enough to leave in a full on escape- you need a transfer. And hey, the place might be a center for Vinn's side. I forgot to ask that. Avar, I'm not leaving you. I never will, Avar. Never." He kissed Avar's neck, looking for a sensitive spot, to calm him down.

 
"No, Im fine." He murmured, just blanking out for the time being.

Avar shoved him away, shaking all over, eyes narrowed. "....No! NO! Don't touch me." He hissed, jumpy, as if something had been triggered inside of him. "I-I'm fine! I can go with you! Honest! You said you would watch over me, always! Always! Didn't you? You promised! please don't leave me, Im well!"

 
Jade stared out at the horizon, still scratching his ears. Now it was her turn to think, long and hard, about some things from her past, and their consequences. She had never been the pensive type, but she found that she enjoyed mulling over things, rather than blurting them out.

 
Willard grabbed his shoulders, holding him. "Avar, I love you. You're getting better... But not enough. You have to listen to me." He decided he found the spot on his neck, and bit down gently.

 
"Discovering hat its like to be a thinker?" He mused, quietly, his white hair falling over his face, ruffled around his ears. "...All I do is think."

Avar gasped slightly, but no words left his chapped lips- He only shivered under Willard, his body wracked in uncontrolable spasms. He was visibly upset by the news his lover had brought him.

Slowly, his hands fisted, and he brought one up- slowly, up Willards sides- and punched him square in the face with as much force as he could muster, before kicking his body off of him. His eyes stung with tears, and his fist dropped to the table as he stared at Willard. 'Don't touch me." He cried, his voice breaking towards the end. He promptly turn to the side of the table and spat blood all over the floor, before letting out a pathetic cry and falling back down on the cot.

 
Willard let out a cry of his own. "Please Avar! Don't... Don't..." Tears welled in his own eyes. "You're spitting up blood, crap! Please... Calm... Calm down." His voice started to crack. "I love you Avar." He hid his face. "I didn't want the plan to work that way, but... I don't want you to get hurt along the way of the escape. It's rough, Avar!"

 
Jade said, "It's strange, not doing things on instinct. I don't know. Maybe I'm maturing somewhat? I can't be sure. I've always been a wild child, a diva. But... I need to grow up, I guess. Leave those things behind."

 
Avar continued to cry, laying on his side. "I can do it." He whispered. "I can do it. I can do it there and back, I can travel the world if I could be with you..." He coughed again, an a small red bubble popped on his lips. "I could stay with you, 'cause you keep me going. But I don't want to be somewhere without you. I've been in..." His voice faded, and he started to jerk on the table, slightly.

He sat up slowly, and leaned against the tree. "Saying something is one thing. Doing it is another." His voice wasn't harsh, or judgemental, or even bitter- it was quiet, thoughtful, pensive.

 
Jade said, "I like being free spirited... I like being exuberant and fun. But... I don't know... I guess I don't like the things that I've been doing lately, either." She gently took his hand and said, "But... if I stumble, trying to become better.. you'll help me up again, right?"

 
Jade grinned and happily said, "Then, starting today, I'm going to control myself. I know I can do it." And, at that moment, her confidence in herself was unwavering. She was sure she could do it, there was no doubt. Besides, it was worth it all, to make Croy happy.

 
"I won't I won't Avar." Please... Just shhhh. Take a breath." Willard whispered. "I'll do anything you want right now. Anything. Bathe you, cook for you, even dance like a monkey. Anything to make you happy and stop crying."

 
Jade went silent again, idly dangling her legs down from the branch, swinging them slightly. She then looked upwards, to see how high up they were. It was higher than she had thought. She took the small package she had taken from her mother's tomb from her pocket, and was surprised as the smell that reminded her of her mother-- rose and cinnamon-- wafted through the air.

 
Avar nodded, still shaking, holding on to Willard for dear life. "....I want... my first sunrise, with you."

"Are you going to open it?"Croy said, dully, as if he was disinterested. "The cinnamon gave me a sensory headache last night, but I got over it. Im just waiting for you to tear into that package."

 
Jade quietly said, "I'm almost scared of opening it..." But she took a gentle breath, and unfolded the paper. She simply stared at the object in her lap, at a loss for words.

It was her mother's old golden comb, which she would put in her hair for special occasions. It was a wedding gift from her father. She gently held the object against her chest, trying to hold back her tears. And she did, though her eyes were watery.

 
"What do you mean by sunrise?" He whispered. "You want to watch it? What do you mean?" Willard whispered, taking the blanket and wrapped it around them.

 
Avar snuggled into him, closing his eyes, calming down. "I've never seen a sunset." He murmured. "And I would like to. But only if I get to see it with you."

"It smells like pure metal. What is it?" Croy turned to listen to Jade, curious.

 
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