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[halloflamer]

He eats all of your food.

[Blue doesn't see how this is different from any of the other hundreds of times this has happened!]

[SHRUG]

...Anyway, you've been okay, right? No one's said anything to you about that? [Blue frowns. People had commented on it when they were younger, but... by the time he had mended things up with Red again, they were past the point where what people cared about when they met Red was whether he talked a lot or not.]

[versusseeker]

[Red frowns a bit, shrugs his shoulders. People had mentioned it, sure. But no one had given him too much grief about it so far. Either way it was embarrassing. Back home, his muteness had become more of an admired personality quirk than anything else - that's what you get for being the Champ. But he wasn't the Champ here. Just some weird guy who didn't talk.]

I'm okay.

[halloflamer]

[Blue frowns a little at how Red deflates, and leans in.] You sure? ...I know people mentioned it, but.

[He stops and looks away again, giving a little puff of a sigh.] Well, let me know if anyone gives you problems.

[Of all the things they all had to deal with, brought to this world unlike their own, that should be the last of it.]

[versusseeker]

[Red nods, offering Blue another small, grateful smile and then taking an arm and hooking it around the other man's neck in a playful half-headlock, half-hug. He gives a small squeeze, then stands up from his seat with the empty sorbet container in hand and jerks one thumb over his shoulder toward the exit. You ready to go?]

[halloflamer]

[Blue grimaces at the sudden headlock, but it melts quickly back into a wide grin, playfully shoving Red off and following him up with a stretch of his arms behind his head.]

Well, I guess that's that. Let's head home... Unless you wanted to do something else for your birthday? [He winks, giving Red a clap on the back and pulling him in closer with an arm over the shoulders, miming a drink with his free hand.] Maybe a little "partying"?

[versusseeker]

[Oh, Arceus, here we go. Now it's time for Red to grimace. Even so, whatever might come of his "partying" with Blue is probably going to be more bearable than enduring the other's pouting for the rest of the night, so, with maybe a bit of a sigh, he shrugs, nods, and begins leading their way out of the shop.]