They really are alike. [A shadow of grief flickers through Waver's expression, before he continues on casually like nothing ever happened.] Can't count how many times we've played through that one.
He has... no regard for his own health. Drives me spare.
[You're bitching about your god without heat, Waver's bitching about his lover (Waver is a shinki in form only and his own god) fondly, it is good times.]
Only five times? You fortunate man.
[He's teasing because this one isn't true. Is it? Satya handled those lectures, and well... he'll never know now.]
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He has... no regard for his own health. Drives me spare.
[You're bitching about your god without heat, Waver's bitching about his lover (Waver is a shinki in form only and his own god) fondly, it is good times.]
Only five times? You fortunate man.
[He's teasing because this one isn't true. Is it? Satya handled those lectures, and well... he'll never know now.]