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Like it never happened. Like no time passed at all.

[She shrugs, trying to look less bothered than she is.]

Someone warned me that it happens, but...

So nothing here matters?

[ Sam gives a low whistle. That's...unsettling, if he's honest.

But who likes honesty? ]

Ughhh.

[She draws it out, low and frustrated. She hates that idea, but she can't disagree.]

That's how it feels. Isn't that fucked?

A little.

[ There's a lot rumbling around in his head at that moment, most of which he can't even begin to tell Kyna: Nathan might be dead, might not have anywhere to get sucked back into besides purgatory, if that's really a thing, this might be his chance to start over, this might be my last chance to hang around with him, and neither of us is gonna remember any of it when it ends? The injustice of that is a blade against his jugular.

When he speaks again, it's after draining his glass. Whoops. ]

You remember anything about getting taken back? Before you disappeared--anything that happened stick out?

No, it was just... Waking up at home like normal, and then waking up in my bed back here like a year later.

Shit.

[ He signals the bartender for another beer, trying to keep the frown out of his brow until the girl's turned away toward the tap. ]

If you were gonna pick, where'd you wanna be?

hey, heard you're back.

how are you?

[ From personal experience, Nate knows there are a lot of complicated, complex emotions at play when it comes to re-manifesting in the world you got unceremoniously kidnapped to. As happy as some residents are about her return he's honestly more concerned with her own status. ]

Just what are you accusing me of?

[ as he makes her a nice dinner! wow, Kyna. ]

okay

[ish.]

you know, trying to get used to having a chip in my head again. the usual.

[ He scoffs in tandem with lowering his arms down again, releasing her once more back into the great wide yonder of his front entry space. ]

Sounds fake, never heard of him. Come on-- go sit down. I made like six new batches while you were gone for no reason and shut up about it.

[ THEY BOTH KNOW WHY. He's getting so close tho, so close. Please allow him to pour you a nice fresh glass of Attempt 14 so you can tell him all about where the FUCK YOU'VE BEEN. ]

[It's funny how Ian so instantly makes her feel more at ease. There's no awkward dancing around what happened, no sudden distance and discomfort like with Fenris. It's like no time has passed at all, and while she knows he's probably going to ask about what the fuck went down at home, she realizes she's not anxious about it. Even though he's joking around to downplay his own concern, she feels a sudden rush of affection for him. They both suck at this, but it's nice to feel on even footing with someone who so obviously cares about her.

Sunny D again, though. God. She goes to sit, sighing dramatically.]

I can't believe you're torturing me as soon as I get back. I didn't even touch Sunny D the entire time I was home.