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[forged_hero]

Somewhere between the 28th time The Lady trumped him in strip poker and the twentieth wallet he stole on the streets of Ankh-Morpork, Moist realized that he was not, in fact, having fun. After becoming fifty dollars richer, having a brief, normal* cup of tea with Stanley and Grout, and studiously avoiding the looming structure of the University

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[self_named]

Duo had tilted his face fractionally up at the tell-tale signs of waking, but otherwise hadn't moved. The same could be said of the past several days.

Of course, he'd known. He'd gone through it last time, and, he'd thought, had dealt with all of the old shit it dragged up. Apparently he'd been wrong. He felt stupid, about that.

He blinked, once, an extra moment of silence between Moist's whisper and his response.

"Hey," he offered back.

[forged_hero]

"I was in Ankh-Morpork," he said quietly. "I stole you a lock picking set, but I don't think it made it back with me."

[self_named]

Duo just nodded a little.

"Thoughtful of you," he said. Moist didn't look completely fucking crushed that he'd been brought back from home, like de Worde had last time around, and he really hated himself for even thinking that he shouldn't wonder at what had happened over the weekend. He understood that it wasn't really where you from. But he also understood that it was pretty close, and that meant people you maybe had been missing being suddenly around for you to not miss, anymore.

If you didn't want to.

"I made sure you didn't die of dehydration, more or less," Duo said. "There's water, on the stand, if you want some."

He may have seemed a little closed off, or shut down, and this was because he was, but he wasn't trying to be.

[forged_hero]

Moist looked at him for a moment, eyes still sleepy and half closed. Then, he forced himself to sit up, rolling his shoulders in a lazy, stiff stretch. He downed the glass of water in a single, long gulp. After a minute, he realized he was starving, but he couldn't be assed to get out of bed.

"Thank you," he said politely, looking down at Duo. His chest tightened slightly. "Come on, get up here."

He held out a hand, eyes searching what could be seen of Duo's face around the bangs. It wasn't an easy thing for him to say.

"I missed you."