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Or don't. I don't care."

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[gigadevilbreaker]

[Griffin comes back with a plate of pasta and another coffee, with sugar and cream. He closes the door behind him with his foot.]

It's the avante special, noodles in sauce.

[mind_blown]

Oh, you mean something simple that's hard to fuck-up? That sounds great to me.

[he's... definitely still buck naked, taking advantage of that bath. but now he kind of wishes he'd waited.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Nevermind the fact that Griffin's already seen him naked. That's totally beside the point. He's still gonna blush and look away, FOR JAY'S MODESTY.]

I've definitely fucked it up before...

[There's a tray next to the bath with toiletries on it, which Griffin clears off to put the plate and coffee on. Eating in the bath is kinda weird, but Jay did say he was starving, so. idk do whatever.]

[mind_blown]

[he...... probably would have eaten it.

but also, he thinks eating in the bath is kind of weird??]

Give me five minutes.

[look he just needs to dunk himself. he does not want to risk food in soapy water.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Then he'll just get some clean towels and put them within reach]

You've got that long 'til I eat your spaghetti myself.

[mind_blown]

If you do, I'll knock you out.

[he'll do it.

but also he will dunk, and true to his word, he's basically done in five minutes? like hell he wants to eat cold spaghetti.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Griffin's sitting on the edge of the bed while Jay gets done drying off, etc.]

Won't bring your food back, though.

...Well. It won't be edible, anyway.

[mind_blown]

No, but it'll make me feel better.

[but he pulls on at least his pants, to save the poor prude his dignity. but also he is really hungry, and he will tear into those noodles.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Well, now that Jay has some pants on...

maybe he'll catch Griffin staring a little - JUST A LITTLE - at the leanness of his muscles, the motted colour of bruises and old scars littering his body.]

[mind_blown]

[there isn't a chance in the world he won't notice. he's too observant, even when he's starving and trying to focus on eating. sure, he'll hold off to comment for a moment, letting the bruises speak for themselves.

they already said more than the scars that he couldn't remember did-- the only thing that could said to speak to anything were the faded burn scars. but they were so faded... surely they didn't mean anything at this point.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[...Scars were just something he was instinctively drawn to. It spoke of a life filled with battle, and the strength to survive them. Innately appealing to anyone with a drop of demonic blood in them.

Griffin waits until Jay's pretty much done eating before remarking,]

You good now?

[mind_blown]

Yeah.

You still staring?

[he's going to grab the coffee, now.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Sputters,]

What?! I wasn't-- [fuck,] I mean, I'll stop...

[mind_blown]

I don't care.

[he cares. he's smug about it, as he sips his coffee.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Ugh, smug.

Griffin rolls his eyes and looks away regardless. But still sneaks, like, not-the-most-subtle glances when he speaks.]

Whatever. You just got a lot goin' on, is all.

[mind_blown]

[hmmm.]

You mean the scars?

[gigadevilbreaker]

[and also the muscles but yes, scars. Griffin hums noncommittally. It's not like he needed an explanation, it just invited his imagination to wander, is all.]

Sure.

[mind_blown]

[maybe just say that out loud. he offers a shrug.]

Guess I learned the hard knocks back home, and that's why I can kick your ass so hard.

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Griffin prods him with his taser hand and gives him the smallest zap! - about as much as a static shock.

Someone here lost his arm to hard knocks, you shut your mouth.]

Jerk. Most things I fought were way bigger than people.

[mind_blown]

People are smarter. Do worse things to each other.

[a shrug and then he brushes off the hand, setting down the empty coffee cup.]

Size doesn't really matter.

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Griffin's quiet for a second, mulling on that. When it came to demons, they just came to kill. If you couldn't dodge, then you were most likely dead. It left him with fewer scars overall.

While Jay...

Griffin sighs.]

Yeah. Demons are pretty... straightforward.

...How many of those do you remember getting? Were you... [having nightmares of being tortured?]

[mind_blown]

One.

[at least that much is an easy question. He points to a small scar at his shoulder]

This one is from a friend who thought it was a great idea to use an arrow to stop me from falling off a building. The rest I have no clue— but I can guess.

[a pause as he considers. Should he just tell him? He told Glacies. He’s still not sure what he wants as far as this looming piece of background information.]

I know I was killed once, by one of my family’s enemies.

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Oh good, they're just nightmares of being killed.

Griffin's immediate reaction is to bristle, muttering,] What the fuck's wrong with your family...

[First the thing with Talon, now their 'enemies'? Is this the mafia?? Why didn't they protect Jay??? That's what family is supposed to do.

Yet another reason why he's so adverse to the idea of family. And dying. It all tracks. Still, Griffin couldn't help but feel a simmering, defensive anger on Jay's behalf. Huff.]

Your friend sounds like a genius. And...

I'm sorry your family keeps failing you.

[mind_blown]

I don't even know the details of how I died. There's a chance they didn't let me down.

[he has this half smirk as he says it, and then he stands up, grabbing his shirt and his jacket as he goes.]

And Roy is a genius. But he's also extremely stupid.

[that's his best friend, and unlike talking about his family? talking about Roy gets some pretty open fondness from him, even though he only has one memory.

even though he's not there.]

[gigadevilbreaker]

[...Seeing Jay show fondness for someone in his world was actually reassuring - like, at least he had someone? Not everyone was completely shitty and awful. So Griffin relaxes a touch.]

Sounds like an interestin' guy.

You're not gonna stay?