Notes: Written for a kinkmeme prompt that wanted fluff about Randall & Henry. This is my first time writing these characters and I'm not really a buff in the Miracle Mask area of the series, so please be gentle with me. Set soon after PL5, with heavy spoilers for that game.

"I'm glad that's over with!"

Randall flopped down onto one of the chairs in the living room, as if he'd just come home from work. When in truth, he'd actually just been reunited with the friend, girlfriend and mother who'd been absent from his memories for many years, after having first made several violent attempts on their lives because he'd believed a sack of lies handed to him by a madman.

But that was Randall all over, Henry knew. He was just the sort of person to shake off the hardships of life with a hand wave.

"Having you returned to us safely is all that we could ask for, Master Randall," Henry said, truly meaning it.

"And more than I deserve," replied Randall, looking over at him, "Though I have to ask – why were you so convinced that I was alive? Everyone else thought that I was dead and it has been such a long time since then that I might as well have been."

Henry looked confused; "I knew that you'd never break your promise to Miss Angela."

"Henry, people can't help dying. If I had met my end out there because of something that was outside of my control, there's very little that anyone could have done about it," Randall reasoned.

"Yes, but you're not like other people. I knew that you couldn't have died, because it was you. And I have faith in you," Henry informed him, loyally.

He really does believe that, mused Randall. Even Angela thought that I was dead, before he talked her into waiting for me with him. Hershel was carrying out my legacy, because he thought that I was dead, too. Everyone had doubts, except for Henry.

"You're too good to me," he murmured, out loud.

"There is no such thing as too good, Master Randall," assured Henry, "You deserve every kindness in the world."

"But why? What makes me different from the next guy?" asked Randall. The next guy hadn't refused to listen to reason and made several attempts on Henry's life, after all.

"I told you before, because you saved me when I was young. From that moment onwards, you've shown me nothing but kindness and I will do everything within my power to return the favour," Henry said.

"After everything that you've done, I think that you can consider your debt more than repaid," Randall replied.

A smile.

"Then would you accept that I wish to continue to serve you simply because I want to?" Henry offered.

The smile was returned.

"I'd be honoured if you did, my friend," answered Randall.

"That is what I shall do, then. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must get the tea ready before Angela arrives with your mother," concluded Henry, turning to leave.

"Henry?"

"Yes, Master Randall?"

I love you.

"Just… thanks. For everything."

"You're always welcome."

Anything further wasn't needed to be said.