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[A few days after Waver's returned from his dungeon (and not at the same time as Hummel), there will be a knock on his apartment's door.

Knock. Knock. It's cryptid USPS. ]

NOW fucking what-

[Waver answered the door with an aura of being on his Very Last Nerve For Real This Time...and then almost immediately defused the ticking time bomb on seeing who it was.]

Oh--hey. Is everything alright?

[-- Ah. Even he can pick up those vibes. Let's just get straight to the point. He'll hold up a tupperware dish containing a small castella cake]

Everything's fine. I just came to give you the Castella cake you requested.

You know, considering how badly that whole thing went, I wouldn't have blamed you for dropping the whole idea.

[...what is even this container--you know what okay, he'll accept it.]

Sorry for the trouble. You weren't hurt, were you?

It wasn't your fault the mission went the way it did. And we still managed to retrieve the peach in the end.

[So you know, it wasn't actually a failure!!]

I was thrown out a window, but I was healed by the time I left the med tent.

[...By his own regen and not the healers, but you know what he can leave that detail out]

...That sounds about right for this group. [Without missing a beat:] Glad you're okay, Nightroad. At least we managed to get that much accomplished.

[There's a beat. Ah. He'll lift his hand up and remove his hood]

Ah. So you figured it out.

[he's not shocked or upset. He knew it was only a matter of time]

I'm an idiot, not completely stupid. I had a suspicion for a while.

[He pushed the door open a little further with a small smile, gesturing over his shoulder in an offer for Jun to come in if he wanted.]

It's not like I'm going to lecture someone who keeps saving my life on whether or not moonlighting as a superhero is a crazy idea.

[He gives a soft amused noise as he takes Waver up on the offer, stepping inside. He is aware hanging out in the hallway for too long dressed as he is would get looks]

I'm hardly a superhero. There's just some benefits to acting as "Shroud" sometimes.

...Nightroad, you teleport around in a mask swinging basically Excalibur, the distinction is barely a matter of semantics at this point.

[...he means this affectionately]

But I can understand the necessity. You don't have to worry, I'm not about to go around telling anyone.

Ha...fair enough.

[he shrugs]

I appreciate that. [Truly!] How are you doing, Professor?

It could have been much worse than it was. I just...I have a few things to think about, that's all.

That's...understandable, from what I've heard about the other dungeons.

[...]

I didn't go to yours. A number of people wished to save you and once I heard what those places consisted of, I figured you wouldn't want your student prying.

...thanks. I think it's better that you didn't. I would've preferred nobody had to see any of that, but it's not like there was much in the way of other options.

[He nods]

Mm, I understand. Considering even I have some small regrets about coming forward about my past last month and that was my choice, I can only imagine it's much worse when it's completely against your will.

Whatever there is to learn about you, I'll wait to hear it from you on your own time, if ever.

You did the right thing to come forward like you did. I'm proud of you for putting yourself out there like that. Most things about me are...probably better left unsaid. There's nobody who can benefit from hearing the majority of it.

But I realize now that...closing myself off isn't doing myself or my friends any favors. I just don't know where to start to change that.

[Aw. That earns him a bit of a smile] ...Thanks Professor, that means a lot.

[He really does mean that. For all the sass Jun tends to give him, his teacher's words did matter.]

Hm, I can relate to that. [He makes a thoughtful sound] Well, I don't think you need to do any grand gestures or tell the app at large. It can be...little things to the people you trust, as they come up.

At least, that's what I've been doing with Ryouta...so far it's worked.

...I guess you're right about that. [Sighing, he rubbed the back of his neck uneasily.] Small steps and all, ought to make the whole thing simpler. In theory.

[he nods] Mm, that's right.

And if you tell the right person...the conversation still sucks, but after that's done...it feels better. Like there's less weight on you.

I-...yeah. I know how that much goes, at least.

[life is hard.]

I'm just completely shit at it. Guess I'll have to figure it out rather than keep ignoring it, though.

...Professor from what I've gathered, my AMA sent Jusis and Takame into mental spirals. Possibly others too.

[like he says, he maybe has SOME regrets]

However shitty you are at it, you have my faith you'll manage better than that.

[He let out a brief and sudden snort of laughter, tired and a little sarcastic.]

Everyone in this city's a blasted minefield. It's a wonder we manage to function without a disaster keeping us busy.

[Waver's remark will get a small laugh out of him]

I'd say it's a potential miracle, honestly. Sometimes I feel for Dr. Rosewood, in many ways I'd say his job is harder than all the monsters I have to fight.

[in dawning realization and truly mortified horror:]

...Ohhhhh my fucking god. My therapist was there. I'm in hell.

[ 💧]

Y-Yeah, he insisted on going after you because you're his patient, so....

[You truly are fucked]

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