AN: Thanks so much PoptartsAreMagic and Guest for reviewing the previous chapter! I've had a terrible week, so it's really, incredibly nice to know that you're enjoying this story! That makes me very happy. And I'm pretty sure this chapter will be making you happy :3 Enjoy!

Chapter 26:

Varuna didn't get much sleep last night at all. How could he with his mind reeling and his heart pounding?

Bryce kissed him.

He could still Bryce's lips against his own.

It wasn't just the act of Bryce kissing him that left Varuna feeling confused and conflicted, it felt…good. But he couldn't understand why. Why would Bryce kiss someone like him? And why did Varuna so willingly kiss back?

And why did he hope it would happen again? That was wrong, wasn't it? Bryce…could do so much better, right?

It wasn't just the memory of Bryce moving close to him and the tingling sensation of having his lips against his that caused Varuna to feel restless and uneasy. His dreams, those dark ones that caused him confusion, had increased in intensity.

"Emotions are useless," a voice hissed at him. "Just like you are if you give into them."

No…that couldn't be true, could it?

A soft knock at his bedroom door pulled Varuna from his thoughts. He pushed himself into a sitting position in the middle of his bed as the door opened to reveal his brother.

"Varuna?" Nitish questioned as he stepped into the room, looking rather haggard and confused. "I'm sensing intense conflict within you."

Varuna felt himself wince and sent Nitish a very apologetic look. "S-sorry," he murmured.

But Nitish shook his head as he quickly made his way over to Varuna's bed, stopping to stand next to it. "What's wrong?" he asked, his expression somewhat pained while his eyes looked cloudy as he wrung his hands together in front of him.

Varuna shook his head as guilt gnawed at him. How could he answer when he wasn't sure himself?

"Hey."

Varuna tensed at the sound of the familiar voice, his cheeks heating up in a very telling blush. He glanced over at the door way to his room and spied Bryce standing there, his posture somewhat tense and a serious expression on his face.

"Nitish," Bryce regarded the blond-haired runemaster. "Could you give us a few minutes?"

Taking a moment to regard Bryce with his blue eyes, Nitish folded his hands in front of him and nodded his head. "Yes, I understand," he said as he quietly moved to leave the room as Bryce stepped inside. "I'll be down stairs if you need anything."

Nitish granted Varuna a soft and reassuring look before closing the door behind him.

An uncomfortable silence fell over the room as Varuna shuffled to sit on the edge of his bed, fidgeting nervously. He wasn't worried that Bryce might do something to him. He knew he would never do anything to hurt him, but that made him feel even more torn about what happened last night. While he knew Bryce would never hurt him, how could he be sure, with his amnesia and far too quick reflexes, that he wouldn't hurt Bryce instead?

"Why did you do that last night?" Varuna asked as he licked his lips nervously.

Bryce sighed before turning to give Varuna a very serious and pointed look. "Because I've developed feelings for you," he said bluntly.

Varuna winced while a blush spread across the bridge of his nose. "Why?"

"You don't believe me?" Bryce questioned instead, not entirely in an accusatory way.

"That's not it," Varuna immediately replied before fumbling over his words. "I mean, look at you!"

Bryce frowned. "What the hell does that mean?"

"You're…you're too good for me!" Varuna spluttered as he climbed to his feet, only mildly aware that he was still wearing the clothes he wore last night. "Too skilled, too good-looking…too everything!"

Bryce looked absolutely floored by Varuna's response. "Are you seriously saying that I could do better then you?" he asked, sounding utterly gobsmacked.

"Yes!"

"That's a load of shit!" Bryce practically spat. "Why would you think something like that?"

"I don't know, ok?!" Varuna yelled back, his heart pounding and his mind reeling. He wasn't even sure what he was trying to say. Words, rather incoherent words at that, were just tumbling from his lips. "It's…I just don't know. I hardly know anything about myself. Are you sure you want to deal with someone like me?"

Bryce stood silently in front of Varuna for a few moments, seemingly trying to get his head around what he was hearing. After a bit, he furrowed his brow and ran his hand through his hair in an exasperated manner. "Aren't you tired of carting the burden of your past around with you everywhere you go?" he unexpectedly asked.

Varuna took a step back in surprise, a stunned expression on his face. "But, what if-?"

"Did you hate it when I kissed you?" Bryce interrupted him.

Varuna flushed deeply but shook his head. "…No."

Again, Bryce sighed before abruptly moving forward until he was directly in front of Varuna. And surprising him immensely, he placed his hands on Varuna's cheeks, keeping his head still as he looked him straight in the eyes. Varuna felt his blush deepen, surprised by how his body seemed to relax under Bryce's touch.

"Listen, I'm not going to force you into anything. But I want you to know that I'm serious," he said before dropping his hands and taking a step back, turning toward the door. "And I'll wait for you. Think it over."

Feeling suddenly weak, Varuna watched until Bryce left from his sight before sinking down onto his bed. He was serious. Bryce was actually serious about him. He could see it in his eyes.

Varuna felt surprised, overwhelmed, happy and joyful all at the same time. He didn't really know what to think.

Upon hearing the voices of the other members of the Phaedron guild, Varuna moved on autopilot. He got up, quickly dressed into some cleaner clothes and hastily made his way down the stairs, lingering by the bottom step as his guild gathered in the seating room. But they weren't sitting down, lounging about like they usually did.

Instead, they appear ready to leave.

Oh, right. They were going to be mapping the Sacred Mountains today, weren't they?

"So, is Varuna coming?" Blayden asked Bryce, looking up at him with expecting eyes.

"Nah," Bryce replied easily. "He needs to catch up on some sleep."

"Ok," Blayden nodded his head in understanding before turning to look up at Nitish. "So, what about you, Nitish?"

"Not today," Nitish replied in his usually airy voice. "I'd like to spend some time with my brother."

Again, Blayden nodded his head in acceptance. However, a moment later an expression of concern and puzzlement appeared on his face. "Hey," he said as he tugged at Nitish's sleeve.

Wordlessly, Nitish lowered himself down so that Blayden could whisper something into his ear. A small smile appeared on his lips when Blayden pulled back, looking for a response. Nitish simply lifted a finger to his lips, indicating that he might know something and to keep quiet for just a little bit longer.

Blayden scrunched his nose up, not exactly happy with the reply, but accepted it anyway. "Kay. I'll keep an eye on Bryce."

Bryce raised an eyebrow while Nitish nodded his head and stood up tall once more. "Good," he said as he folded his hands in front of him again.

"Oh, hey, could you do me a favour?" Falkner suddenly requested as he plunged his hand into his jacket and pulled out a letter in an envelope. "Can you post this for me?"

"Of course," Nitish stated as he carefully took the letter in his two hands. "To your parents?"

"We try to keep them up to date," Falkner replied with a lopsided grin.

"You know how the oldies worry," Fletcher added with a grin of his nose, rubbing his nose with his index finger.

"I'll make sure to post it today," Nitish promised.

"Well, we'll head off now," Roxbury stated as he indicated to his guild to start toward the front door, which they promptly followed. "We have a bit of a travel ahead of us. Probably won't be back until sometime tonight."

"Anytime," Isiah said. "The door is always unlocked. One of us is bound to still be awake."

Roxbury smiled gratefully. "Ah, that's good to know."

Isiah nodded before turning his attention to his fellow medic. "Miach, you're the only medic. Make sure they don't do anything reckless."

Miach immediately straightened his posture, even going as far as giving Isiah a salute. "Yes, sir!"

The group chuckled before they headed out. At the back of the group, Bryce lingered. He then turned around, his gaze immediately colliding with that of Varuna's.

"Catch you later, Varuna," he said before abruptly turning around and joining his group.

"Ah, t-take care!" Varuna found himself saying, a sense of unease filling him as Bryce walked away with his brother by his side.

"Let's go, Squirt."

Blayden glanced over his shoulder at Varuna, looking puzzled before turning his attention back to Bryce. "Alright."

Varuna stood frozen to the spot; even as the front door closed shut and he could no longer see Bryce and the others. He continued to stand there for a few lingering minutes, his mind blank and his body unresponsive.

"Varuna?" Turning to look to his right, Varuna found Nitish standing next to him, his hand touching his arm. "Shall we go for a walk as well?"

"Sure," Varuna automatically replied, allowing his brother to hook his arm through his as they, too, headed outside. He allowed Nitish to guide him along; he walking on Nitish's left to compensate for his delicate vision. He glanced at his brother, finding him holding the letter that Falkner had given him against his chest.

"I didn't know that Falkner writes to his parents," Varuna commented, looking to distract himself from his thoughts.

"I don't know much about them," Nitish replied with a small smile. "He just lets them know that he and Fletcher are still alive."

Varuna nodded his head absentmindedly. "Thoughtful, I suppose."

Nitish continued to smile knowingly as they reached the posting office and handed in the letter to be posted. "They're brothers through everything but blood," he ended up saying as he received the change for the posting

Varuna blinked, surprised by this bit of news. "Falkner and Fletcher aren't related?"

"They're both orphans," Nitish explained. "They were taken in by a loving couple who looked after children who had been left behind by either their parents wanting to be explorers more than parents, or parents who have died in the labyrinths. From what I understand, Falkner actually found Fletcher and dragged him home when he was just a toddler."

"Oh, I see." That was actually kinda cute.

"Does knowing that change how you'll treat them?" Nitish suddenly asked him.

"Hm?" Varuna murmured with a look of confusion on his face. That question seemed kinda out of place. Why would he treat Falkner and Fletcher any differently after knowing they were adopted brothers? "Of course not."

Nitish smiled knowingly at him. "I thought so."

"Why did you...? Oh." Varuna felt kinda foolish all of a sudden. "I'm sorry Nitish."

Nitish shook his head and tightened his grip on Varuna's arm. "Did something happen between you and Bryce?" he asked him gently.

Varuna found himself spluttering incoherently as his features heat up in a blush.

"Let's talk, Varuna," Nitish urged as he led Varuna into the park – a different area of the park.

When they reached a small, secluded clearing, Nitish knelt down onto the grass and tugged Varuna to sit down next to him, holding his hand in his. Varuna dropped onto the grass almost bonelessly, feeling tired and bewildered. His emotions were really getting to him.

Gently holding Varuna's hand in his, Nitish trailed his fingertips over the back of Varuna's hand as he closed his eyes. He was reading Varuna's aura, which would tell him more than Varuna could verbally supply.

"What would you do if he suddenly left?" Nitish suddenly asked him, opening his slightly mismatched eyes to gaze intently at him.

Varuna felt himself become tense. "W-what do you mean?" he stuttered, a sense of fear touching him.

"I'm not saying he will," Nitish quickly reassured, patting the back of his hand. "But we know how dangerous being adventurers is. Bryce could disappear one day. Are you ok with how things are between the two of you now?"

Varuna was rendered speechless for a moment. The thought of Bryce walking away from him for good was…terrifying. Never seeing him again. Never speaking with him again. Never…

"…I don't want him to leave," he whispered, a lump of emotion suddenly lodging in his throat.

"You want him to stay with you?"

"I…"

He did. He really did.

"Sometimes, the body understands before the brain does," Nitish commented.

Varuna swallowed thickly, unable to say anything.

Sensing his inability to speak, Nitish smiled and squeezed his hand. "He makes you feel safe and happy, right?"

Varuna dropped his chin to his chest, his hair curtaining around his face and shoulders as he nodded his head softly. The sudden and unexpected urge to cry was startling. "I don't know what to think anymore, Nitish," he murmured as he bit on his bottom lip, pulling his legs to his chest and hiding his face in his knees.

"You're alive," Nitish said as he released his hold on Varuna's hand, letting him wrap his arms around his knees. Nitish then shifted onto his knees and moved closer to Varuna, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and resting his chin on his head. "That's all that matters. Leave everything else behind. You don't need it."

A sob finally escaped from Varuan's throat and he began to cry into his knees.

"I just want you to be happy," Nitish continued, his voice so warm and loving. "So, please try."

"It's really ok for me to…?" Varuna whimpered. Was it ok for him to be selfish? Was it ok to allow himself to become close to someone? Was it ok for him to receive affection from another?

Nitish simply hugged him tighter, nuzzling his cheek against his white hair. Nitish accepted him, flaws and all. He wanted him to be happy, to feel happy. He wanted him, his brother, to be loved and cared for by others, just like Varuna had wanted for him.

Varuna sighed and leaned against him. "Thanks for putting up with me, Nitish," he whispered.

… … … … …

Varuna fell onto his bed, draping an arm over his face as he lay on his back. After the talk with Nitish in the park, Nitish had helped him home and suggested that he tried to get some rest. It sounded like a good idea. He felt tired, mentally and emotionally exhausted, and yet he couldn't sleep.

He did find himself daydreaming, though. Wondering about the future. It only startled him a little bit when the image of Bryce popped into his mind.

Where did this feeling come from? Where did the need to be with him, to go through everything he did come from? Why did he imagine what it would be like to...grow old with him?

"…Emotions are useless…" Varuna murmured. "But…how could something so useless cause so much conflict?"

…He had somehow fallen in love with Bryce. He bypassed the stages of crushes and infatuation to straight up falling in love with him. How troublesome…He never meant to feel that way.

But how could he possibly ignore the startling revelation now that he had discovered it?

Maybe Nitish was right. Maybe he could try being in love with Bryce. Maybe he could release his need to know about his past to think of a future instead, with Bryce, with his brothers, with his guild.

Lifting his arm from his eyes, Varuna gazed at his tightly clenched fist. It won't be easy letting go of his need to recall his memories, but they…weren't that important anymore.

The sudden and loud commotion downstairs caused Varuna to sit up straight in bed. He quickly scrambled off his bed and raced out of the room when he recognised the voices, voices that were filled with pain and discomfort.

"What the hell?" Varuna heard Isiah mutter as he rushed down the stairs. "You're covered in burns?"

Upon reaching the bottom step, Varuna came to a stop when the entire guild of Phaedron gathered in the seating area, their armour singed and even melted in some areas. And the members themselves, their skin appeared painfully red, as if they had received severe sunburn.

And Bryce…he looked the worse out of them all.

"What happened?" Varuna asked as he rushed over to them, finding himself immediately by Bryce's side.

"We found another labyrinth," Roxbury explained as he painfully shrugged off his armour. "This one filled with these strange structures that give off intense heat. It was hard to navigate."

"The only way to get past them was to strike it with these pikes of ice," Bryce continued as he sat himself down on a chair, allowing Varuna to fuss over him and inspect his injuries. "We couldn't bring any home, though. They didn't survive the trip."

Isiah frown deeply, clearly not liking what he was seeing. "Nitish, can you bring me some Aloe lotions?" he requested as he, too, immediately set about inspecting the injuries.

"Yes, of course," Nitish immediately stated. "I'll make some up straight away."

"They're only light burns, so they won't leave any scars," Isiah stated after a few moments of study. "But they will piss you off for a while."

"Yes," Roxbury chuckled humourlessly, wincing. "They already are."

"Isiah, Bryce's burns are pretty bad," Varuna stated, not like the redness on Bryce's arms.

Isiah nodded his head as he approached. "Let me see," he said, making Varuna reluctantly take a step back. But he stayed close nonetheless.

"Bryce was the one who elected himself in destroying those strange heated objects," Mahalah explained, giving Bryce a look that was both sympathetic and apologetic.

Returning from gathering the aloe gel, Nitish made a sounding suggestion. "Do you think bathing with some dilated aloe will help?"

Isiah stood back from Bryce to study him with his eyes while mulling over the suggestion in his head. "Cool, not cold water," he finally said. "And only for a little while. Don't want you to get hypothermia."

"I'll get it ready," Varuna offered as he carefully helped Bryce to his feet. He wanted to reach out, to touch him, but he was afraid that he might cause him pain. Instead, after ensuring that Bryce was on his feet and was able to walk unaided, he received a bottle of aloe oil from Nitish and hurried up stairs to the bathroom.

He had just finished filling the bath with cool water when Bryce staggered in, looking haggard and in a bit of pain.

"Can you get your shirt off?" Varuna asked as he pouring a few drops of the aloe into the bathwater, using his hand to disperse it throughout the water.

"Yeah," Bryce grunted as he set about lifting his shirt off of his back and shoulders. "The pants might be a bit difficult."

"Then leave them on," Varuna stated as he moved away from the bath and helped Bryce to remove his shirt, his shoes and other pieces of armour quickly following. "It's your arms and chest that causing me the most worry."

Sinking into the water, Bryce let out a low hiss, his brow furrowing further. However, after a moment, he seemed to relax and rested against the wall of the tub.

Grabbing a soft cloth, Varuna perched himself on the edge of the bath tub, carefully soaked the cloth with the aloe diluted water before taking a hold of Bryce's arm and gently tending to the redden skin. The burns were light, just like Isiah had said. But they still looked painful.

To think that they had to fly through the Sacred Mountains, the Scarlett Pillars and then the Windy Plains before being able to get any relief.

"How are you feeling?"

"Better," Bryce sighed. "I just feel as if I've been sun burnt."

Varuna relaxed a little upon hearing that. "Ah, that's good."

Varuna continued to gently tend to his burnt arms as Bryce simply gazed at him silently. His gaze wasn't cold or bitter. The opposite, actually. "You know, you look like you've just woken up," Bryce finally commented.

"Well, I guess I have," Varuna replied idly.

"You've been working too hard again."

Varuna smiled and shook his head. "…Not this time."

Sighing, Varuna momentarily paused in his nursing of Bryce's burns, fidgeting with the cloth as he turned to give Bryce his full attention, the landsknecht sitting up a little straighter.

"I had another dream," he said.

Bryce frowned. "Again?"

Varuna nodded. "There is a man, I can't see his face, but I can hear his voice. He's telling me things. He's saying…"

"What is he saying?"

"Emotions are weak. Emotions are useless," Varuna whispered, unwilling remembering that jeering voice. "…Just like I am.

"That's a load of shit!" Bryce immediately hissed.

"I know," Varuna quickly stated, causing Bryce to become silent. "I…I know. Emotions aren't weak. They're confusing. I don't really understand them…"

Varuna found himself trailing off, not entirely sure what to say next. He had never been any good with talking about himself, especially about his own emotions. The whole thing was new and foreign to him. He was clueless what to do next.

Before Varuan could muse to himself in silence any longer, Bryce suddenly reacted. He sat up in the bath tub, wrapped his arms around Varuan's waist and abruptly pulled him into the bath with him. Varuna gasped loudly from the cold, flailing about for a moment before unconsciously clinging onto Bryce, whose arms held onto him tightly. He was virtually sitting on Bryce's lap, his legs dangling over the side of the bath tub.

"H-hey!" he stuttered as he rested his hands on Bryce's shoulder, blushing deeply when he realised that he was actually sitting on Bryce's lap. He tried to struggle at first, but he found himself becoming still when he looked into Bryce's eyes, Bryce fearlessly gazing at him.

"Talk to me," he said.

Varuna gazed at Bryce for the longest moment, his expression searching and somewhat lost. However, his face suddenly creased into an almost desperate look as he wrapped his arms unexpectedly around Bryce's neck and pressed his face against his shoulder.

"Listen," Varuna whispered. "I have no experience with this type of thing. I don't know what I should do or what I should think, but the thought of losing…this between us scares me. Somehow you've become important to me, too." Slowly, he lifted his head from Bryce's shoulder to shyly look into his eyes, fairly certain that he was blushing. "W-what I'm trying to say is…"

Varuna chewed on his bottom lip, becoming frustrated with himself. The words just wouldn't come out.

"Why don't you show me?" Bryce suddenly suggested.

And it was enough for Varuna to close his eyes and suddenly press his lips against Bryce's. He sighed with relief when Bryce immediately responded, pressing his lips firmly against his as he tightened his arms around him. He wrapped one of his arms around Bryce's neck as he gently touched the side of Bryce's face with his other hand. The kiss was soft and lingering.

Slowly, Varuna pulled back, somewhat surprised by his own actions. "I…" he stuttered.

"I understand," Bryce stated as he pulled Varuna in for another kiss.

Varuna rested his hands on Bryce's shoulders as they kissed, musing to himself how his body and heart respond immediately to Bryce's touch. A little voice in the back of his head was telling him that this was wrong, but his pounding heart was blocking out that voice.

"Just promise me you won't regret this," Varuna whispered against Bryce's lips.

"I never have regrets," Bryce replied before silencing him with another kiss.

Varuna sunk into Bryce's arms willingly, allowing him to hold him and kissing back softly and somewhat shyly. It was surprisingly easy, being in Bryce's arms, kissing him. It felt good. It felt nice. And it felt natural.

How long they continued to kiss, Varuna wasn't sure.

It wasn't until the sound of boots thumping against the floor just outside the bathroom door that Varuna began to remember where he was and what had happened.

Shit…How long had it been?

Before Varuna could pull away from Bryce, the door to the bathroom suddenly flung open harshly, as if someone had just kicked it in. Jumping at the sound, Varuna and Bryce immediately stopped kissing and turned their attentions to the door way, where a certain no nonsense medic stood.

Varuna stiffened and Bryce paled.

"Idiot, get out of the bath," Isiah ordered without any room for argument, standing ominously in the threshold. "You're going to get hypothermia. Both of you."

"I-Isiah!" Varuna spluttered as he somehow managed to scramble out of the bath and onto his feet. "This isn't-!"

"Yes, yes," Isiah rolled his eyes in a disbelieving manner. "Honestly, kids these days," he muttered.

He then shook his head, shoving his hands into his pockets as he spun on his heel and walked away, revealing a rather large audience just outside inn the hallway. An audience that happened to consist of…everyone.

"Sorry Varuna, Bryce," Mahalah smiled in a rather knowing way. "We tried to stop him, but…well, you can guess how well that worked."

At the forefront of the group, Blayden smiled impishly. "So, you're that close, huh?"

Next to him, Zoran pressed a finger to his chin as he tilted his head cutely to the side. "Does this mean Bryce and Varuna are getting married?"

Varuna blushed deeply. "Get out!" he practically shrilled.

Falkner, however, just laughed. "Why are you so embarrassed?" he asked, his grin just brimming with amusement. "It wasn't like it was a secret or anything."

"W-what do you mean?" Varuna stuttered.

Standing at the very middle of the group, Nitish gently tugged on Falkner's clothing, gaining his attention. When the red-headed sniper turned his attention to him, he shook his head, a small smile on his lips.

"…Wait, you're telling me that they've only just started dating now?" Falkner practically shouted, sounding bewildered before abruptly turning to look at Varuna and Bryce again. "I thought you two got together ages ago!"

Looking as equally bewildered, Blayden peered around Varuna to give his brother a rather confused look. "Really?"

Varuna skittishly glanced at Bryce, who was making his way out of the bath before turning his attention back to the rest of their guild. "What makes you think that?" he asked, almost fearing the answer.

"The Lush Woodlands," Blayden said as he folded his arms across his chest and nodded his head sagely. "The second time. You two were really cosy together."

"Um, I thought when you saved me from that Furyhorn," Miach added, looking as bewildered and airy as usual.

"Well, I thought it was when we battled the Berserker King," Mahalah said with a sigh as he folded one arm over his chest while he touched the side of his face with the other. "You two work together so well."

"The Fire Dragon for me," Falkner commented, a smirk appearing on his lips again. "I saw the way you were clinging to each other."

Roxbury chuckled. "Well, for me I thought it was during the jaunt into the Miasma Forest."

"I thought it was before visiting the Misty Ravine," Zoran stated as he looked up at Varuna, his eyes virtually shimmering with joy. "You felt like twin souls."

"What about the battle against the Hollow Queen?" Fletcher practically shouted that question.

Varuna found himself simply gaping at the group, completely and utterly bewildered.

"Oh, come on!" Bryce shouted, he too looking utterly embarrassed and a little stunned. "Those were just…"

"Hey," a new but familiar voice drawled. A split second later the sight of Whirlwind peering effortlessly over the heads of the group caused Varuna to freeze. "What's going on?"

Lolling his head back to look up at Whirlwind, Blayden practically sung. "Bryce and Varuna are dating!"

An amused grin appeared on Whirlwind's lips. "That's news?" he quipped. "Haven't they been together since the Valley Spring? After all, they were bickering like a married couple."

"What the hell?!"

"Ah, hello?"

Wait, Kirjonen was here, too?!

"Oh, there you are," Kirjonen said as he effortless became part of the group, the others welcoming him in. "Why is everyone up here?"

"Bryce and Varuna are dating," Whirlwind told him, his amusement still palpable.

Kirjonen barely even battered an eyelid as he turned his attention to Varuna. Instead, he smiled politely "Hm? Well, congratulations on the revealing of your relationship."

Varuna's mind went completely AWOL as he stuttered a reply. "H-huh?"

"Since Moth's Garden, yes?"

Varuna blushed and covered his face with his hands. "Oh my god…"

This couldn't be happening…

Whirlwind chuckled as he slung an arm around Kirjonen's shoulders, causing the blond to look up at him in question. "Seems like they only just gotten together."

Kirjonen blushed deeply and spluttered in embarrassment. "Oh, I am terribly sorry."

"Bryce, dude," Falkner snorted as he mockingly gave Bryce a disappointed look. "Talk about slow."

"Would the lot of you shut the hell up?!"

AN: Let me know what you think!