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[youngtimer]

[one of those guesses is completely right. if Atem ever does ask, Horatio will gladly tell him their story. but for now, he follows Atem into the guest room and tucks Celeste in]

So, tell me about this game. ... I'd offer you a drink, but you've already had one.

[knifemonopoly]

Heh!

[True enough! What's the good of being a monster if you can't laugh at the parts that aren't too horrible for laughter? This game didn't end in anyone dying -- Atem hopes, feels strongly, that Celeste will wake up feeling more like herself. So, it's a laughing matter, that he's drunk her blood.]

I told you, it was a penalty game...

[Horatio might have heard of these, if he's familiar with Japanese comedy and variety shows. A batsu game is when the loser of a bet or contest has to do something unpleasant, though not particularly deadly.]

...she lost a bet, and being fed on was what we agreed would happen to the loser!

[A beat. Then, a touch more soberly:]

She hadn't been around lately. I hadn't seen her since we got her out of the tree...

[He doesn't have to say anything about the state Celeste was in when they got her out. They both saw. Her disappearing from the 8th floor and not showing up for work after that was worrying.]

...so, I figured a contest with supernatural stakes would be the best way to draw her out.

[youngtimer]

[he's not familiar with them in the least, but Atem's explanation does the trick quite nicely, and he nods, not only in understanding but assent. he listens to the justification, keeping his expression neutral, almost bordering on a scowl.]

That was an asshole move, Atem.

[a smirk]

And a good one. She needed a kick in the ass.

[knifemonopoly]

[Do you know, Atem actually sweats a second. For a moment, Horatio gets him, and Atem wonders if this is going to turn into a fight, if Horatio won't agree with what he did until Celeste wakes up, he figured hiding it would imply shame and guilt that wasn't there and would arouse suspicion but if announcing that he lured Celeste out and drank her blood isn't a reasonable and understandable thing to do, faeries might be a tricky type to fight--

--and then, nope. Ha! The relief in Atem's face is part oh, good, no very-late-night fights in someone else's home territory and part you got me!]

She's been much too careless with her own wellbeing lately. Ever since I died, when that parasite was pulled out...

...but I think I got through to her. I expect she'll wake up feeling more like herself than she has in a while.

think we're close to a wrap?

[youngtimer]

[maybe it's the fact that he's a fae, maybe it's just his old asshole streak from the Commission, but the sight of that flash of fear on Atem's face is immensely gratifying. it means that he values his opinion, and that's ... pretty nice, really, once he drills right down to the bottom of it. Horatio grins at Atem, and for once there's nothing feral or sarcastic about it. just two dudes being friends]

Yeah. I noticed that, too. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her. Make sure she doesn't do anything particularly idiotic. ... Thanks for bringing her here.

yyy I believe we are

[knifemonopoly]

[...huh, this relaxed atmosphere...it is nice.]

Thank you for looking after her. And out for her! But I've imposed on your hospitality long enough...I'd better get going!

/thumbs up <3 TY for being awesome as always!

[youngtimer]

Atem, if you were an imposition? Trust me, you'd know. But if you've got other places to be, I won't stop you.

[he gets to his feet with the stiffness of his true age and a roll of his neck, his posture bowed for the first few steps as he means to see him to the door like a proper host]