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"Green patch?... I won't ask." He joked briefly before shaking his head and finishing his earlier statement; "It's up to you. Whatever you'd like." He thought they should probably talk, but didn't want to make Lan any worse.
Lan shook his head. "I'm rambling, but you get the idea... I understand everything, really. Almost everything, just... some part of me doesn't listen. It's like every time I seem to get the idea that 'it was one day, it was all too rushed, neither of us really knew what was happening before it had happened', and settle that with myself, some spiteful little part of me pipes in with a 'but', or a 'what if', or a 'suppose'... and the worst part is even though I see it happening, I can't bloody stop it."
"I... I'm not sure how I should... I don't know, advise you? Or even if I should. Heck, part of me thinks I shouldn't even be here chatting at all. The bit that tells me I'm an utter shit. But then-" Again he chuckled. "-I am that." He then shook his head; this was about Lan, not himself.
"I mean... I don't know if this will be helpful to say but I'll say it anyway: I like hanging out with you, for what that's worth. You're fun, you know? So... So how about we kind of... Start again and just... See what happens?" He smiled sideways at Lan.
Lan sat back again with a huff. "Just... try. Okay? It makes me hurt to see you abusing yourself like this." he said more softly, before smiling. "And I'd like that. Starting again sounds like a plan."
"I don't want to make anyone hurt, or feel bad. Obviously I've done a terrible job so far but... But I guess this new start could be a way of making up for it, yes?" He smiled in the most genuine way since he had entered the flat, pausing for a moment with a chuckle. "I would give you a hug, but I don't know if you'd prefer a handshake. Or indeed, nothing at all. I just feel like I should do something."
Tilting his head, a concerned frown forming, Lan posed the question "Just what happened back there?"
The woman tossed one of the tubs and packets of crisps to the two, before wandering off to the backless armchair with the others. At any pointed looks she received, Embre simply shrugged. "Hey, I haven't had time to student snack these last few days. I'm feeling deprived."