[So after two days of wondering if he's a monster and avoiding everyone who smells delicious in the most awful way possible, Miguel's finally given in. He can't hide in this room forever, right
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[Tulio is freaking out. Miguel got loose and people are being especially bite-y and he's just a little too good-looking for that. So he's armed himself with a Spanish-style pike blade on a long spar of wood, and he's braving the hallways trying to find his stupid, inconceivably idiotic partner, who has completely disappeared from sight and is probably getting himself maimed or gutted or killedohgod.]
Miguel?
[Sliding around a corner, being especially panicky particularly calm, Tulio stops to listen to his own heart pounding in his ears.
[Shitshitshit he does not want to eat his best friend.
His stomach and the saliva pooling in his mouth say differently, but deep down, no, no, he's not going to, he's not...standing up and walking towards--]
[He loosens his grip on the pike just a bit, straightening his posture. By this time, normally, Miguel would have at least come over and done the other half of their secret handshake.]
[Miguel's hands are shaking, however. He clutches at his sides, willing himself to stop, begging his feet to halt, wishing he'd been a little more truthful when he'd said he was a god...
But he can't, and here he is, a foot away, eyes rolling up to meet Tulio's.]
[Almost immediately, Tulio jumps to the worst-case-scenario.]
What's wrong? Did you get bitten by one of those bite-y people? Are you hurt? Are you bruised? Did you witness a murder? Is there a body? Do we have to hide it?
Miguel?
[Sliding around a corner, being especially panicky particularly calm, Tulio stops to listen to his own heart pounding in his ears.
Cristo, this place is dangerous.]
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His stomach and the saliva pooling in his mouth say differently, but deep down, no, no, he's not going to, he's not...standing up and walking towards--]
Tulio.
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[He loosens his grip on the pike just a bit, straightening his posture. By this time, normally, Miguel would have at least come over and done the other half of their secret handshake.]
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But he can't, and here he is, a foot away, eyes rolling up to meet Tulio's.]
No.
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What's wrong? Did you get bitten by one of those bite-y people? Are you hurt? Are you bruised? Did you witness a murder? Is there a body? Do we have to hide it?
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Miguel hisses and suddenly he's got Tulio pinned against the wall.]
Shut up.
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He flails spastically, being a little longer-limbed than Miguel.]
Miguel, what do you think you're doing?
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[Why does Tulio smell so good?]
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