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I dunno about you, but it's a little harder for me to trust a human from our own world than it is to trust a nonhuman guy who's not familiar with the shit going down back home.

Personally, I find it more difficult to trust the person I don't know who likely won't understand why this is such an important thing to keep quiet about, and who's displayed a marked tendency to shoot his mouth off at every opportunity he gets, as opposed to the person who's been my best friend for seven years.

Alright, alright, we've established we're both gonna be wary as shit around these people. What more do you want? You want me to apologize for trusting someone with this shit? Fine. Fine. I'm sorry I didn't get your permission first to talk about this. I know it's not just gonna come down on my head if shit goes down, but it's not. I know it's not.

If that day ever comes then you can fucking take it out on me. You can take it out on him. You can take it out on the whole goddamn region for all I'll fucking care.

Are we fucking done here or what?

[And he's just quiet at that, and he shakes his head again as though he's trying to dispel whatever thoughts are in there, and when that doesn't work he just...drops his gaze and keeps his head bowed once he's done so.

There's part of him that's fucking furious but the rest...god, he's never wanted to cry so much in his life, and the stupid thing is that he doesn't understand why and the stupider thing is that he doesn't think he could even if he tried to, so he just kind of stays like that for a moment, shaking his head again before he responds.]

...I think so.

[And that's too quiet, and he swears a little under his breath because Naki is deaf as hell and Tsukiyama knows he probably didn't catch that, so he starts over because that's just something he's accepted that he's going to have to do.]

I...Yes, I think so, just...forget that I said anything, do whatever you want, I don't care.

[Naki wants to be angry. It's easier to be angry because at least when he's angry he can go punch something until he feels better. When he's upset there's really nothing he can do but cry for awhile and hope it fades. Being angry is good - it at least gives him some sense of control. He's back to being his usual self when he's mad.

He was perfectly fine staying angry until Tsukiyama speaks up. If Tsukiyama had just left the quiet statement there, Naki could have complained about how Tsukiyama knows he can't hear shit and he could have hung up. He could have gone off, beat up a Grunt or something, and then called Tsukiyama back tomorrow night to apologize or something. Maybe not apologize. Maybe just play up his usual stupidity and hope all was forgiven. It would have been perfectly fine.

But no, Tsukiyama had to go and correct himself and immediately the anger floods out of Naki. He slumps and immediately reaches for the tissues, because he's already in tears again.]

...I fucking h-hate fighting with you.

[His voice cracks a bit in the middle there, but Naki pushes through it anyway. He doesn't understand why such a little thing is upsetting him so badly. Maybe it's because Tsukiyama's the first person who's ever bothered to look at Naki's terrible hearing and actually try to compensate for it.

He didn't realize he was so close to another breakdown, but now that it's started, it's not going to stop.]

[He doesn't look up until he hears Naki's voice crack; that's what gets his attention and then he sort of realizes that Naki is crying again and he has no idea what he even did to get that reaction, but...]

...It's okay, monsieur, I...

[...]

...Are you...all right, I don't understand exactly what happened here.

[At least he's being blunt about it for once...]

[Give him a second, he needs to try to get some sort of control of his tears.]

I-I don't... fuck... You just-- You did that thing where... where you know I'm not gonna hear you so you spoke up and--

[GOD THESE TEARS JUST WON'T STOP he's gonna need another box of tissues at this rate.]

And fuck, I dunno that just--

[Nope, apparently he can't finish that thought, too many tears. Thanks, Tsukiyama.]

...You weren't expecting me to be decent to you right then.

[There's nothing derogatory about it, just...kind of confirming.]

Y-Yeah.

[He's been here for awhile and almost everyone's been nice to him. He should have gotten used to it by now, but he hasn't. It's still a surprise when people are nice to him.]

[He falls silent again, for a bit.]

It's going to be all right.

[That's familiar, and not the sort of familiar that's going to get him to start crying again, thankfully.]

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Good.

[...]

I meant what I said, though; you really should join me here.

You're sure? I mean, I wouldn't mind but... I really don't wanna go out on the routes alone.

[...hm.]

...Do me a favor and go catch an Abra, will you? And then send it to me through the box system.

An Abra? Why didn't you get one when you were here?

[...Apparently the abrupt subject change is perfectly fine.]

Because it didn't occur to me that I'd need one.

Oh. Why do you need one? I can probably catch one for you.

You want to avoid the routes, don't you? I know how to manage that, as well as get you here in a fraction of the time.

With an Abra? But they can only use Teleport!

[...]

Which... takes you back to the last Pokémon Center, but that'd be in Goldenrod...

[....................]

Unless you heal it there and send it to me--

[!!!!!!!]

Holy shit, that's fucking brilliant.

Isn't it just.

[Tsukiyama...]

I've been using that for months to bring people to me if they're relevant enough to my interests.

[...]

Banjou-san didn't get the courtesy, needless to say.

You're such an asshole.

[HE SOUNDS REALLY PLEASED THOUGH]

I'll go get your fucking Abra and send it over right away. Goddamn, how many of those fuckers do you have?

Oh, I don't keep them, I just send them and leave them with whomever receives them.

...They're usually not terribly happy with being flushed out of the grass, captured and airmailed.

Oh yeah, probably not--

[WAIT...]

Does this mean I'm gonna get stuck with a homicidal Abra!?

Ah, most likely, yes!

[TSUKIYAMA, NO.]

You could always give it back to me, if you'd like.

Maybe I'll just let it go when I'm done with it... Maybe it won't kill me...

[YOU'RE A JERK, TSUKIYAMA.]

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