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[It's been a long few days, back to back of work. He's caught naps in between but that's mostly it, and now he's just grateful that he has the rest of the day to himself. He pushes himself up the three flights of stairs through the store today, grabbing three books from the shelves without paying. He'll return them, he silently promises, as he trudges up the last few steps. He just needs something to put him out later.

He unlocks the door to his apartment and steps inside, dumping the books on the side opening to the kitchen as he shrugs off his vest.]

Ebony, come here, I'll feed you.

[Riku briefly ducks into the kitchen to put some fresh dry food in her bowl; he washes his hands and then walks into the living room, destined to flop himself down on his couch.]

Finally...

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[He shrugs neatly, muting a yawn with the rim of his mug.]

Better to cover all my bases before you start asking me to fix you a sandwich and soup later.

Such hospitality. I do appreciate it.

[Sips.]

Is that a yes, then?

Do you have fruit?

[A long pause.]

There's cherries in the fridge. But you'll have to eat them soon, before the sun goes down.

{eyebrow rises.} Generous of you.

Wouldn't want you to get sick.

[He'll admit it. He passes him on his way out to the living room, sipping his tea.]

{he is just going to quietly open some cupboards here and nose around a bit before actually collecting some cherries and following him out.}

[He ponders taking the couch and stretching out so he can't sit there, but he is trying to be polite- Whatever. He sits on one end of the couch anyway, sipping his tea and looking a little more relaxed. Riku reaches out as Ebony slips by to stroke her but she quickly turns her tail and scoots off.]

How long have you been here, Zexion? In the city, I mean. [He doesn't want to know how long you've been sitting here in his apartment.]

Why do you ask? {he pops a cherry in his mouth, spitting out the pit after a moment on the side of the little plate he arranged.}

You're the one who mentioned that I was here before. You didn't honestly believe I'd like you just mention it and then never bring it up again, did you?

I wondered how much you would remember of that conversation.

I have a really good memory, sad to say. [He sips his tea.] Even after all of that.

You seem to have recovered well regardless.

The point wasn't for me to close myself off and become weak. You wouldn't have attempted it if that was the case.

Yes, that is true. {he pauses in eating the cherries, and begins tugging at the fingers of his gloves. he doesn't want them to get cherry goop on :/}

[Riku looks over at him, rolling his eyes and setting his mug on the coffee table. He briefly disappears into the kitchen to get a few napkins for him.]

Here.

{gloves are off when he comes back out. Zexion glances at the napkins and takes them anyway.}

Thank you.

[He nods, sitting back down.]

They're that good, huh?

I dislike dirtying my hands. {har har har.}

Cute. [Beat.] They're from Grayson's Orchard.

Bought, or raided? {another cherry.}

The latter. I've bought them once, stolen twice.

What a rebel. {he spits out the pit into his fingers and puts it on the plate.} Do you enjoy the thrill?

I'm more interested in what's in the orchard at night. The fruit's just compensation.