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[striketwice]

Come on, I'm not going to waste a favor on seeing you in a tiara, funny as that would be.

It was a joke.

[vecna]

I know. [But he’s still not putting it on!! Case in point, he turns to put it right back down on the desk.] Thankfully, Minato looked just as embarrassed to give it to me.

[“Thankfully”.]

I think it’s safe to say your gift is the best one out of the lot.

[He doesn’t mean the dice.]

[striketwice]

I don't think it counts since I actually picked it out. The rest of this stuff was all random.

Funny, but random.

[vecna]

No, it counts.

[Despite his tone, soft and serene like (almost) always, there’s a hint of finality to it. Yes, Alec’s counts because he gave it to him.]

It’s definitely the one I actually intend to use. But now you have to share: what all did you get?

[striketwice]

A bunch of random crap mostly.

[ He ticks it off on his fingers as he goes. ]

The dart board was from Minato. A giant gummy bear from Nagito. A slinky that I'm pretty sure is from Genya. That fucking pickle you gave me. And Ori gave me my very own set of D&D dice.

[vecna]

[Henry’s smile twitches at “that fucking pickle.” Yes, he still thinks it’s hilarious.]

You got dice, too? What goes around comes around.

[striketwice]

They're purple and everything.

[ The corner of his mouth quirks. He thought it was funny, in an ironic sort of way. ]

[vecna]

[Oh, yes, he's sure Alec found some amusement in being given dice, all things considered.]

Themed just for you. Mine were similar. [Not purple, but black and red. Fitting.] Some higher power out there thinks they're being funny.

[striketwice]

Don't they always?

[ Even if their sense of humor is often not funny at all. ]

[vecna]

They think they do, yes.

[But no, it's not funny.]

You're doing gift-giving for the evening, right?

[striketwice]

I think I've gotten everything delivered already, so I'm a free bird. Why?

[vecna]

In that case, why don't you stay for the night?

[Henry, as seems to be the case thus far, is never shy about asking.]

Or at least for a little while longer. Don't fly off just yet.

[striketwice]

[ Well, at least Henry knows what he wants. Alec can't say he minds. ]

Fine by me. I've got nowhere to be.

[vecna]

[Henry has always known what he wants. Alec just happens to have slotted himself right into the center of all those wants, as of late, like a black hole devouring all else--

Not that he expected a rejection, but he's pleased to hear his willingness to stay, all the same.]

You know, I'm starting to realize there's more than one use for that portal you've set up in my room.

[striketwice]

You mean aside from me sneaking presents into your room?

[vecna]

Yes. [As if Alec doesn't know what he's talking about.] Like sneaking you in and out of my room.

[striketwice]

[ He laughs. ]

Keep up, Henry. I thought about that like two days ago.

[vecna]

[wow.]

And here I was, being practical, while you were motivated for other reasons altogether.

[This is not an actual complaint. (Nor is it serious.)]

[striketwice]

Is that so? And just what are your motivations for having me sneak in and out of your room?

[vecna]

I told you. An easy emergency escape route.

But now that I know you're just looking for an equally easy shortcut into my bed, well, I hardly know how to feel.

[striketwice]

Did I say that? When did I say that? Please, enlighten me, mister "why don't you stay for the night".

[vecna]

[His attempt at playing coy, which was never serious to start, falls to pieces. Henry laughs lightly but earnestly.]

I guess you've got me there.

[Oh well.]

You owe me something from the game, by the way. Do you remember?

[striketwice]

[ Yeah, he thought so. ]

I do? I think you're going to have to jog my memory.

[vecna]

[He steps forward to close what notable space remains between them.]

I think I'm owed exactly one instance of physical touch.

[striketwice]

[ There's that smirk again. His eyes flick up to Henry's. ]

Just one?