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[It's only a matter of time before Dandy starts heading for his room, it's his sanctuary after all, since SOME people won't let him live in his car. He just wants to flop in an actual bed after all the fog bullshit. As far as he's concerned, he's earned it.

...Why is Maya sweeping?]

Oh what the hell- Did Lust tell you to do that?! She has a fuckin' butler. Here, gimme that-

[Manners are dead, they have to be what with how Dandy goes to snag the broom from Maya. He is SO having a talk with that bossy snake-]

Wh-

[Maya barely has time to snap out of it before her hands are empty, and she looks at them, processing what Dandy said. After another moment she frowns, as if it's finally occurred to her.]

Oh-- No! Of course not!

I'm just helping out!

[Insists Maya, reaching out for the broom, making grabby motions with her fingers.]

Come on, give it back.

What? For real?

[This would normally be the par where he'd refuse to give it to her. At least not before pulling a stunt like a sudden game of keep away or asking for a kiss first. Just something to be a pain, but like, a playful pain.

Thank god he's tired, the lack of energy really helps make him think over his decisions. Perhaps that would be........mean????]

I mean, if that's what you're into...

Well, it's... something! It's something to do.

[Huh. She kind of loses her fight there, mostly because she's surprised she doesn't actually have to argue too hard. She starts to take the broom back, wondering to herself.]

...Sorry, you were probably going to bed, huh?

[She should probably not be in the way.]

Well, that settles it. We need to work on getting you better hobbies, pronto.

[And by pronto he means later. Despite implying he'd totally let Maya get back to work, Dandy finds himself throwing his arm over her shoulders and leading her into the room instead.

Out of the way his ass, he needs a cuddle buddy.]

C'mon, take a load off with me. Pretty sure you're allowed at least one break.

[She can get back to work when he's unconscious.]

I have good hobbies!

[Maya protests, defensive, leaning the broom against the wall as they enter. She was just telling Marco to get better hobbies! She totally has great hobbies!]

Are you sure? I don't wanna keep you up...

[Really, she'd probably give him fewer reasons to be suspicious of her if she wouldn't resist.]

What's all the worryin' about? You know me, just go with the flow, baby~

[He gives her a quick squeeze seeing as he already has an arm wrapped around her anyway, right before flopping onto the bed and spreading himself on it as much as he can. It's not hard, he's long enough to cover most of it.]

Now see? This is more like it. I'm not much of a bed guy, but even I can admit it feels good after roughin' it all fog.

So? How about it?

[Now it's his turn for the gimme hands.]

[As much as she'd like to avoid the topic of the fog at all, Dandy is making everything seem very inviting. And as much as she missed having regular sized hands that can do things like clean and cook and having legs that can take her all around, she did miss bed.]

Anything's better than the fog.

[Mumbles Maya, joining him fairly quickly, sliding in next to him to claim those cuddles as they would underwater.]

Who knew I'd miss being small.

You can say that again.

[Seriously, fuck the fog!! It's her fault he's so tired to begin with!

Dandy huffs as he ruins all his hard work when it came to taking over the bed, only to roll onto his side so he can throw his arms around the Maya he just acquired next to him. Yes, this is good, this is an acceptable napping scenario he's got going on here.

He wastes no time moving in close, burying his face in her hair. There, now it's perfect.]

I know I missed you bein' small~ Sometimes smaller's just better.

[It's weird, she didn't really think about how nice it would feel to fit in someone's arms like this before she met Dandy, but here she is, nestling against him with one arm around him and the other between them, comforted by his scent and warmth.]

Clearly the fog has no sense for proper proportions. I'm just cuter this way.

[She jokes, but as soon as she thinks about it, she quiets down. Did the fog god do that to punish her? Was it because she'd been so close at all?

She sighs, wrapping her arm tighter around him.]

[There's only so much she can get away with before even a sleepy Dandy starts to get suspicious. Maya Fey does not quiet down, and he's pretty sure she doesn't squeeze him this tight either.

But at the same time...he really hates prying. Maya should tell him things when she's good and ready, but dammit, she also has a habit of just never telling him things.

It's tough.

He's gotta ease into this somehow.]

Sooooooooooo...

...what's up?

[Normally it's Maya doing the prying! But it'll all seem like a fair reason to pry when she comes clean. She doesn't at first, though, opting instead to press her head closer to his chest.]

Nothing?

[Wow, convincing. Even she can admit that wasn't particularly reassuring, and she sighs.]

You're not gonna like it.

[She offers a compromise. He could just go to sleep, if he doesn't wanna hear it.]

[Woah, that actually worked? He was ready to leave it at nothing, comforted by the way she presses her head against his chest. It's a weird feeling still, being someone else's source of comfort.

He sure did miss it, and he really doesn't wanna risk losing it if it means Maya will be less inclined to snuggle if all he keeps doing is pressing her.

Buuuuuuuuuuut...]

S'okay, I don't like a lotta things. What's one more gonna do?

[And here Maya was actually kind of hoping Dandy'd let it go.

But he didn't, and now she's here. She buries her face in his chest and lets the fabric muffle her voice when she admits--]

I went to talk to the fog god.

[maybe he didn't hear-]

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...Alright.

Why?

[...Oh, Well, that wasn't what Maya was expecting. She lets go of the breath she's been holding and... halfway releases that tension, but keeps her head down.]

...To ask why people showed up again so quickly?

[Maybe that's?? an acceptable reason??

She pointedly does not bring Juno's asking about it into the equation, though; she chose to address the Fog.]

[Dandy gives an almost intense exhale, like he was holding his breath that entire time with all those don't get mads swimming in his head.]

Oh thank fuck, for a second there, I thought you were getting swindled into that shit.

[He actually sounds relieved?? At least for now, he supposes she could've still been sweet-talked into sympathizing with the fog or something. Just because the convo started that way doesn't mean it couldn't have turned around.

Oh no, it didn't turn around, did it?!]

What? No! Never!

[Maya pulls back to look him in the eyes, adamant.

Maya'd really thought the worst thing she could see, even if it hadn't been real, was a young woman being tossed in the flames to burn to death in Labyrinthia. She thought her own near death in such a way had been terrible. But she'd stood strong against the idea these 'witches' needed to die, especially when their only crimes had been to be, and in Ryslig she felt just the same about humans.

Feeding on people had been worse than the flames. Losing her humanity, having plants growing through her skin, losing her fingers and hair and fins to the stomach of a whale-- those had all been worse, but her stance hadn't changed.]

I don't agree with her.

[Still, she starts to lose steam. Even if she's not eager to join the fog, she's still clearly bothered by what was said.]

...And I don't believe her.... when she says she loves her 'children'.

[Wow.

Well, there's no second guessing after something like that, Maya sure knows how to make herself crystal clear. Maybe it's just Dandy projecting his own self doubt again, after all, he was really close into buying all that shit. A part of him always wonders if he still would if he never got that stupid fog form in the first place, that's what opened his eyes in the end. The idea honestly scares him a lot, it's...good to see Maya's a way stronger person he'll ever be.]

'Course she don't.

[It's also obvious he might've upset her with his accidental accusation, and he tries to make up for it by running his hand over her head gently. It's a nice, slow stroke, he can't help it. She has soft hair.]

She wouldn't know real love if it bit her in the ass.

[Maya wouldn't agree with the claim if she could hear it. She's only been so worried because it frightened her; the warmth in the Fog's voice had been almost hypnotizing.

Morgan had spit horrible things from her mouth-- perhaps not as horrible as the Fog-- but she'd never been so warm. Even her praises of Mystic Maya had been cold and clearly obligatory, even if Maya'd always pretended otherwise. But the fog had spoken like--- like she'd forgive her--

In her desperation to get away from her own thoughts, Maya focuses on Dandy. She's not nearly obtuse enough to have missed that.]

...What is it?

[She asks, tilting her head a little. She thought for sure talking to her in the first place would make Dandy mad-- but it hadn't. So it can't be that. What about what she said had upset him?]

[Dandy blinks, escaping his own thoughts for a second before realizing how he must be looking right now.

Like a real sap.

He shakes his head, just a little, trying to force a smile to make sure she knows everything is a-okay. When aren't they? He's Dandy, after all.]

Nothin'. I was just worried I was upsetting you.

[Maya... doesn't believe it for a second. But she doesn't press yet.

Dandy isn't a witness withholding truths. He's her friend and loves her. If there's something he needs to tell her, he will.]

...No... I mean, it's not your fault.

It's just, she was really scary, you know?

I just kind of thought you'd be angrier with me...

[Now that sure catches him off guard. Dandy can't fake a smile anymore, it's gone just like that and his eyes widen for a brief second. Thankfully he's still drained enough not to jump out of bed completely, but his head does jerk back from the accusation.]

Dude!!

[He can only be serious for so long.]

Are you nuts, why the hell would I be angry at you?! You're, like, one of the few people here who can't piss me off, you know that.

A-ah--

[Maya blinks, a bit surprised, and shrinks a little.]

Well! You... really don't like her, so...

[So, so maybe she was thinking about this all wrong?? she's misjudged something, she's sure-]

[Listen.

If there's one thing he doesn't want, it's Maya misjudging him to the point where she worries he's gonna get mad at her. That's just not who he is, and it kills him to think she'd fear him in some manner, even for something like this.]

Lemme make something clear here. I don't like her.

But I love the hell outta you.

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