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astraymoon

He grunted, and brought up his paw, and made to smack it down onto Hanna's hand.

He still wouldn't look at Hanna as he told him,

"He was going to teach me. He knew I loved swords, and I got to hold his light saber."

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falkeditupagain

The magic sparks pink under his paw and a wave of fuzz rolls over Germaryah, the kind you can sink into, dulling the pain. He hopes that helps as its the best he can do while still keeping the kid mostly sober.

"He gave me a training light saber for Christmas. I still have it, though I'm shit with it. It's still a prized possession." Hanna sniffs, thinking about where Trevor was two years ago when he'd gifted it to him. Time and the Barge wasn't kind to him these past two years, just watching his friend get angrier.

He sucks in a slow breath and sighs, "You're welcome to it when ever you want."

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astraymoon

He shuddered, a full on body shudder that made his fur poof up, before settling down. His body relaxed, and there was less poof, more wolf.

"It's not the same." Anger was giving way to grief. "But thank you anyway. I...it's just not the same now."

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falkeditupagain

Hanna stares forward, hand still covered by that paw, and he holds it gently.

"I know." Because he does, really. "It'll be there if you ever do want it, for what ever reason."

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astraymoon

He didn't take his paw away. He just offered a sad sigh.

"You don't have to. Do that out of pity. I know I'm...you don't have to."

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falkeditupagain

Hanna glances his way but doesn't turn his head, "you know what my best friend said about me after knowing me for like three days? He just showed up at my doorstep and I hired him, got a best friend and a new roommate all in the span of like ten minutes."

Hanna isnt going to make him guess, but he will pause if Ger had any ideas.

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astraymoon

"That's an adult. An adult that's not a pity project, or an addict, or a tool for a deal."

His lips lifted from his teeth briefly.

"I know what I am. And you have a conscience. You didn't want a broken kid like me to die like that."

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falkeditupagain

Hanna shook his head, "naw, he wasn't anything of that, he was a man with no memory and nowhere else to go. But that isnt the point. He said my biggest strength, and my greatest weakness is empathy. I don't do pity, I got enough of that myself when I was your age and it sucks."

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astraymoon

His ears flickered, before offering a big, soft sigh.

"Your bestie said it. Your story. Your words. Your actions? I dunno."

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falkeditupagain

"Yeah, well im not here to argue my case or convince you of anything." He can let his actions speak for themselves.

And if it was pity, he wouldnt have made Trevor make that call.

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astraymoon

"Uh huh." He grumbled again in his throat, unhappy still.

"Not like I can trust anyone here anyway. Not really. Y'all are loons."

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falkeditupagain

"Fair enough. Was crazy enough to go to hell twice. Gives a guy second thoughts about my sanity."

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astraymoon

"You at least have your witch pole." He at least wasn't growling anymore. "Meant you could fly and take shortcuts. Still loony."

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falkeditupagain

"Atticus? I mean, sure. Though man, not as much as I would have liked to. Was really pushing my stamina with that one."

He takes in a deep breath before sighing, "man. I want a cheeseburger so bad."

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astraymoon

He grunted, his ear flicking but he didn't move. He was also worn out and would love to eat all sorts meat just then.

"What kind of burger? Bun, patty, cheese? Thin, thick?"

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falkeditupagain

"Oh I don't know...I was on a liquid only diet, then Sokie's got me on plain rice and chicken? I could settle for burger king at this point, even if I couldn't handle it."

He closes his eyes and dreams.

"Bun to meat ratio should be less to more, butter it and toast thr bun... double cheese burger with like, pepper jack cheese, big ole tomato slice, lettuce, some funky tangy sauce?"

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astraymoon

"John's wife, the heavy sleeper." His ear twitched again, and he eyed Hanna's hand. He didn't want to bite, bite, but he did want to gum him a bit.

Maybe it was the wolf in him, wanting comfort.

"You sick, so you can't have greasy foods? Because if so...I mean, I can cook. Make something better then rice abd chicken."

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falkeditupagain

Hanna wouldn't mind being a comfort, still gently holding his paw.

"Not like that. Breaking in a whole new digestive system. My old one was running on magic, didn't have much left to it without. John's been helping me follow my post-op diet. But I mean, if you like to cook I wouldn't say no, just... probably wouldn't be so fun to cook for me right now.

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astraymoon

Maybe he could tug Hanna over to be his gumming toy...

"I used to cook a lot. I used to love baking but, most places wouldn't let me bake. Ain't manly." Dumb, but it was how it was in some places.

"But might be a challenge, making you a burger that won't make you shit yourself. Your...I guess you have a stomach of a baby?"

Which was somehow funny. And he felt like being a little mean in his feelings od hurt and betrayal.

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falkeditupagain

"God, thats so stupid..." being a boy named Hanna he'd heard that all his life and promptly ignored it.

He does give Ger a raised eyebrow look though, "im not a fucking baby." More annoyed than actually angry, but he does have some sore spots.

"I dont have a lot of ingredients, but if you ever want somewhere to cook in or store stuff in the fridge, my kitchen barely gets used. Though John's would be easier to use."

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astraymoon

"People are stupid. They always are."

It made him miss his foster mother from long ago, Mami. It made him miss Mak-

He turned, trying to get his leg up so he could squish Hanna under it and drag him against himself like a giant pillow. First comfort, then talk.

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falkeditupagain

Hanna is pulled with a soft Oof, buried under a wolf. He manages to pull his glasses off just in case and is suddenly a pillow.

He's kind of boney, unsure how comfy that is, but he gets hint.

Shut up, Hanna.

He buries his fingers in thick fur and lies there, quiet and entertaining his mind with internal chatter.

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astraymoon

He's alive and he's here, and he doesn't feel at all like the people he was thinking of at all.

So be short and boney Hanna, it's a good thing. Germaryah made to try and rest his head on top of the red curls as a chin rest.

It was a little while before he spoke again. "Maybe I can co cook with John. He likes his kitchen space."

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falkeditupagain

Hanna looks up, a little crosseyed at the heavy chin on his head, trying not to laugh. Its like Germaryah was half cat, half wolf all curled and laying on top of him like he was his personal wooby or a dog bed.

This is fine.

"I bet John would love that." He had cooked on board once, though it was with Trevor and his own heart hurts a little, thinking about it. God damnit.

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astraymoon

Hanna is both. Also he can smother Hanna with his fur if he talks too much.

This is fine!

"I taught John about brining in Salt water. For frog legs. He gets me that as well as meat." He sighed, showing how little of him there was under the fur. "He knows I get self conscious about it. Plus, he likes making stuff people like. But. I wanna cook for him. Pay him back."