You don't have to do that. [ He says it automatically, like he didn't just run here when Flynn said he was in trouble. He should probably go back, the cakes should be at least mostly cool now.
He pushes off the wall to head to the door, waving at Flynn as he goes, even if some part of him wants to stay, that part is dangerous ]
[ Flynn should probably spend more time alone. He should probably think about this unstoppable impulse to stick to Yuri's side, should probably not just follow him around or try to make him stay, but that same urgent need to not let him just walk away bubbles up and Flynn doesn't fight it.
Instead, he falls into step with Yuri, letting his key dangle idly from one finger. ]
[ Yuri should probably do something about this, but he can't ignore how he feels better with Flynn by his side. More settled, steadier, and if Flynn wants to come, well, it's a free world. Probably. ]
There's this used furniture place in town. It has some good stuff. [ Not that he has any space for it in his treehouse, but you know. A guy can dream ]
Gram. I haven't really checked out the other ones... [ Which he probably should. It's weird how quickly he fell back into old habits, just hanging out around the place he showed up ] Who cares what the spirits on the train think? C'mon, Flynn.
[ Some kind of what, Flynn? Is it stupid to worry about what random spirits on the train think about his actions? He's spent so long under scrutiny, with everything up for debate—the tone of his voice, his posture, his food choices—it feels strange to think that they really might not care.
But...
As they walk out the door and Flynn locks it behind himself, it settles in. ]
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He pushes off the wall to head to the door, waving at Flynn as he goes, even if some part of him wants to stay, that part is dangerous ]
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[ Flynn should probably spend more time alone. He should probably think about this unstoppable impulse to stick to Yuri's side, should probably not just follow him around or try to make him stay, but that same urgent need to not let him just walk away bubbles up and Flynn doesn't fight it.
Instead, he falls into step with Yuri, letting his key dangle idly from one finger. ]
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There's this used furniture place in town. It has some good stuff. [ Not that he has any space for it in his treehouse, but you know. A guy can dream ]
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Which town? There are a lot of towns around here, and I'm not sure we won't get weird looks for carrying a bunch of stools on the train.
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[ Some kind of what, Flynn? Is it stupid to worry about what random spirits on the train think about his actions? He's spent so long under scrutiny, with everything up for debate—the tone of his voice, his posture, his food choices—it feels strange to think that they really might not care.
But...
As they walk out the door and Flynn locks it behind himself, it settles in. ]
Maybe you're right.