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[hippie_ninja]

Jesus laughs. "It's not a bad thing! Except for the part where you'll attack people for him. Do you like him back?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron shakes his head. "He's a friend," he argues. "I ain't gay."

[hippie_ninja]

"Okay. It's okay if you do like him, though. It doesn't necessarily make you gay." And he's pretty sure Aaron's flirted right back.

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yeah, so what are you getting at? We just - we just talk about stuff. And read together."

He swallows and his jaw clenches slightly, his tell for lying.

"It doesn't matter since we can't talk anyway."

[threedontknows]

[Huaisang chooses a very nice turtle in the book, and makes a few marks above it.

How long until we can see each other again?]

[hippie_ninja]

"You'll get your communicator back." But he's studying Aaron. "But not if you keep lying. Why'd you lie just now?"

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Because it's none of your goddamn business," he argues.

[hippie_ninja]

"So say that." He takes no offense to it. "Lying is still against the rules."

[creeksidealtarboy]

[I don't know.

I want to see you real bad though. Maybe we could stay up all night again.

He can only hope he understands.]

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Then that's my answer. It's none of your business what we do."

He threads his fingers through his hair.

"Why does it matter to you?"

[hippie_ninja]

"Because I care about you," he says simply. "So I care who you're close to. I care why you do things. I care about what makes you happy."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yeah, if you cared, you'd let me talk to him," he sighs. "He's my best fucking friend here, Jesus. Brooklyn left, and if he leaves and I don't get to talk to him before that, then I will set fire to Maggie's goddamn cabin the next time you drag me there. She may not die, but she'll suffer. I'm real good at making people suffer, man."

He looks away, not even realizing there are actual tears in his eyes until they sting and he presses a fist into his face to get rid of them.

[threedontknows]

[He understands fully.

I feel like I'm being treated like a child.

I deserve it, but it doesn't make it any less humilating.]

[creeksidealtarboy]

[Tell me about it when we meet, alright?]

[threedontknows]

[It's Huaisang's turn to leave another clue for the next book. He dog-ears a couple of pages, which if strung together will give Aaron the location of the next note:

Another book of ancient Chinese legends, specifically one about demons and fairies.

There isn't a note.]

[creeksidealtarboy]

[And the book will be gone but Aaron won't leave any more notes. They've been caught out.]

[hippie_ninja]

Hey... A friend of mine from back home is here. She's having a pretty rough time adjusting so I'm having her stay with me for a while. If you need anything though, you can come by any time. Though I'd bet you're pretty sick of my cabin by now.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Sure, alright. No problem.

[Well, hello jealousy. Aaron hasn't felt that in a long time.]

[hippie_ninja]

And- just-

Move slow around her if you come over, okay? She's...she's fresh from a war. And the zombies.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Who is she?

[hippie_ninja]

Rosita. We've fought together for years.

...I was helping her when I died.

[creeksidealtarboy]

You gonna be okay with her?

[hippie_ninja]

I think it'll be good for her, yeah. She's just got a lot to work through. It's going to be hard for me to let another warden step in.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Yeah, you got a while, at least.

[hippie_ninja]

Hey. I don't know how to say this so I'm just going to say it.

I don't want Malcolm doing therapy with you anymore.