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[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.

[Maya's eyes widen and she draws in a quiet breath to hold, staring at Dandy in-- well, it isn't surprise at him, she knows this about him! But people don't tell her they love her so eagerly like this on the regular. It's still fresh in that way.]

Y-yeah. Yeah. I know that.

[Her face even softens; it's true, she really does believe he loves her. He's done so much to prove it.]

I'm sorry... I didn't mean to doubt you.

[And because he loves her so much, and she loves him too.. he deserves the truth from her. At least this time.]

...I just feel bad for ever feeling like... maybe the Fog God did, too.

[That's a lot harder to hear then he thought it would be, and Dandy feels something he doesn't feel very often.

Guilt.

There's a strong exhale out his nose as he weasels an arm behind himself just to rub the back of his head. This isn't something he likes to admit, but it looks like the time has finally come.]

....I get that.

...You do?

[Maya asks, brows raised once more. There's... a lot of reasons why she's surprised, actually, but.]

I didn't think you'd have any trouble...

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