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[coldlight]

[ his things have been magically packed and he has a note in his hand-- an eviction notice ]

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[coldlight]

. . . Dio.

[unguilded]

[ Carrying Piccolo in his hands. ]

That was fun--!

[coldlight]

Dio . . . I must leave.

[unguilded]

[ L ... ooking up from the bird, like he might have heard that wrong. ]

[coldlight]

I am sorry.

[unguilded]

W-what...

[coldlight]

[ he hands you the eviction notice ]

[unguilded]

[ ... T...aking it, looking it over.

His grip tightens on it when he does, mostly from emotions. But also because maybe if he crumples it it'll not be true. ]

[coldlight]

I apologize for this, Dio.

[unguilded]

...

I don't want you to go.

[ Gripping the paper tighter still. ]

[coldlight]

I do not wish to go either.

[unguilded]

Are you going to go ... home? To our world?

[ Which. Isn't said in a good way, since that would mean... ]

[coldlight]

I do not think I can.

[unguilded]

... I know that.

[ Since he kind of knows that means you going home would mean you being dead. That's what he meant. ]

[coldlight]

[ he knows ]

Please take care of yourself.

[unguilded]

What are you going to do?

[coldlight]

I do not know.

[unguilded]

You can go somewhere else. Until I-- find a way to find you again.

[coldlight]

Where would I go?

[unguilded]

... You can go to a lot of places. Our friends here-- I know they'd be glad to have you, and to stay by your side until I can be there again. Even where we went on vacation--

[coldlight]

I will do so then.

[unguilded]

Tell me where you'll go, and I'll ... find you again.

[coldlight]

Of course.

[unguilded]

[ This is something hardly short of a bone-crushing hug. ]

[coldlight]

[ he holds you back just as hard ]