wizardmanor | Floor 2, Room 3

[ ...It is good to be able to toast to new friends, and Day is glad for it.

He raises his own glass to clink it against Yamato's. ]

To new friends.

[ Nice. He makes the toast and takes a sip. It's enough, for now. It's enough to feel at least a little happy that he's found another person he's fond of, here. It makes being here (existing) a lot less lonely and terrible. ]

Yeah. Feel free to come and visit anytime, 'kay? I know things can get pretty intense here, but I'd rather not leave a friend to handle it alone if I can help it.

[ Day had...actually, no, maybe he'd been too optimistic that it'd take more than a month before something wild happened here. Damn.

(Idly, he also realises—after all is said and done, and whatever comes next, Yamato would probably forget him. But that would be the least surprising outcome, and it is a blessing that Yamato seems to be someone normal. A mundane—a peaceful—life is a rarity. It's fine to just enjoy this while it lasts.) ]

Thanks. [ The dim realization that the past two years have involved a lot of handling things (or keeping plates spinning, so to speak) by himself, at his sole discretion, not that it could be helped. Day swirls the glass of wine in thought. ] ...I have an idea, but also a bunch of pain points I'm gonna have to figure out how to handle if I wanna try it.

[ A peaceful life is a rarity, indeed, and while he'd call the events here anything but that, he knows it's a lot more serene for others, to be here. To have a place to call...home? Or at least, to find a place of camaraderie.

He needs to remind himself not to take things for granted. Chances that he won't see these people again after this is over are not completely out of the question. The thought, as it had a few days ago, makes him feel a little sad...but anything can happen between now and when things end. He'll try not to think about it too much in the meantime. ]

What kind of idea?

I told you I could do blessings back home, yeah? And I've been meaning to practice protection spells after what happened down South, anyway.

...So somethin' like a protection charm. [ He feels like that alone already kind of hints at what he has to address to actually make it work. ]

Ah.

[ That, he supports. That is something many of them could use, probably. ]

Who would you give it to? Or would you keep it for yourself?

...Mika first. [ Do you see what the problem is, ]

...

[ Hm. ]

Wouldn't that prevent anyone from, you know...subduing him if he goes into another frenzy?

See, I'm not gonna protect him from everything—[ That's kind of impossible here, he thinks. He won't say he's well-versed in magic but sometimes he thinks he can sense what limitations there are, especially because he's not an experienced wizard. ]—but I want it to protect him from something that woulda been lethal, so that the situation you just told me 'bout won't repeat, hopefully. [ Where recovering from bodily trauma that extreme seems to drain Mika and triggers the hunger frenzy. ] And it protectin' him from stuff that'd kill him would...well, also be good, obviously.

[ "Obviously" like he isn't kind of aware that Mika is not fond of his undead existence, but. You know. ]

Oh. If that's the case, then yeah, I'm all for it.

[ Complicated feelings aside, Mika has been through quite a lot! He deserves it. Probably. ]

I have no idea if Khun's giving up on going after him or not, so I don't think it'd be a bad idea.

[ Well, that possibility adds an element of time pressure too! This is fine. ]

Well, the other thing is, uh...

I'm not sure if Mika will take it.

[ ... ]

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right. I have my doubts about that, too, knowing him...

[ And he gets it. Boy, does he get why Mika would refuse. ]

Guess I could appeal to logic, [ that seemed to work during their first meeting ] but it feels a little cold for my likin' considerin' how I'm gonna have to make this charm work.

[ He squints a little into the wine in his glass. ] ...And I guess it seems kinda awkward when I wasn't even there when that shit went down.

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Is there someone else you could ask to give it to him?

[ Not him. Not Yamato. He's not the right person for it. He can kind of guess who would be, but he'll defer to Day first. ]

[ Instantly: ] Ginger.

Yeah. It's who I thought of, too.

[ So thumbs up from him! ]

...Guess I'm gonna have to consult with him anyway, so I may as well ask for his thoughts on it.

Yeah. Good luck with that, but I'm sure he'll be more than willing to help.

[ Possibly too willing, which Day isn't quite sure how he should feel about, but one thing at a time, he supposes. ]

Thanks for listenin' to met. [ At least now it feels less like a reckless idea and more like a plausible, valid reckless idea. ]

Of course. I care about his safety, too, you know, and you're doing a good thing for him.

[ Day...so kind and thoughtful. That's Yamato's thoughts on him for now. Who knows what else he'll learn about him in the next few weeks... ]

Let me know how it goes, will you?

[ For what it's worth, Yamato isn't wrong. His gaze moves up a little because he's not about to disagree with Yamato, but he also can't help wondering if it really is a good thing for Mika. In a way, it's about trying to keep a greater group of people safe(-ish. his confidence in keeping them safe is not exactly high right now) and protecting Ginger's feelings as much as it is about protecting Mika. If not more so, depending on how charitably one wants to view this.

...Right, if the results are the same, maybe it doesn't matter too much. ]

Of course. Hopefully it works out.

[ Perhaps it isn't an entirely charitable act, but it's still going to serve a good, greater purpose, he thinks. Yamato also has the tendency to value some people highly -- his tendency to try to lift others up before himself is coming in hot here. (They've both got their secrets, it seems.)

He takes a sip of his wine. ]

I guess it was too much to ask for some peace until we figure things out. Heh.

[ Bluntly, possibly because of the wine: ] Honestly, this feels like somethin' that would've happened back home and I don't like it.

...Yeah? That bad, huh?

[ Ah. ]

I mean...people will be people. [ And there are 27 strangers of varying degrees in this manor.] But I was kinda hoping it'd take longer than a month.

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