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Assignment 6 // [In Person] Okay so this isn't so bad...

[Despite the weather, it hasn't stopped Ienzo from picking up a sea salt ice-cream from one of the stores. He was curious as to why it was in this of all places, but he didn't care. It was a taste of home. He's also been around picking up some new clothes, because even he got tired of his lab coat every once in a while. The t-shirt's far too big for him, coming just half way down his thigh, but only just a little visible underneath his also too big for him jumper and scarf. A bracelet of sorts just about visible underneath it. The shoes also looked new in comparison to his fairly well worn trainers.
He's sat in the hotel's lobby, tucked out of the way, surrounded by books, that really looked like they shouldn't have been read by someone his age, judging simply by the titles and font size. Someone had been at the local bookstore and bought quite a few for the collection he was building up. Honestly he was relatively content, it was a nice reprieve of not having something dire going on, nothing trying to kill/eat/maim him. Admittedly he'd also picked up something for Ophelia when he saw her, but considering how large the town was he was pretty sure that it was just the off chance they hadn't bumped into one another.]

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[Well Dende had escaped from Raven for a while and decided to go exploring... okay so he got lost and was trying to find someone her knew, all the while simultainiously trying not to run into Zarbon. That when he spotted that boy who had helped him a few weeks ago after that montser got him. Dende hadn't gotten a chance to thank him, and he didn't seem terribly busy. Maybe Dende should give him something to say thanks... but what? Then a little idea pops into his head and he materializes a pretty pink alien flower. The Agissa were a special flower on Namek, hopefully the little boy would like it.]

Hello!Um... I don't think I ever thanked you for helping me a few weeks ago so um... here! I hope you like it! My name is Dende by the way!

[Dende reaches up and holds the flower out to the boy]

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[Ienzo's head snaps up upon hearing Dende's voice and his gut twists. That tight knot of guilt was back once again. The tiny hairs on the back of his neck began to stand on end as he approached. Play it off like he lied, he reminded himself. Nodding at the other he glances at the flower, curious to know how he managed that.]

...

[He says nothing, as always, just shakes his head, trying to say 'you don't need to'. Instead he picks up his notepad and scrawls:]

[Wow! This human could write! And really well too! Dende squints at the writing, slowly sounding out the sentence the best he could. When he finally gets it, he reads the sentence over once more to make sure.

He looks back up at Ienzo with a big smile and pushes the flower to him again.]

I do! You tried to help me even though I was... I was...

[Dende's face goes a little pale and he looks down, but he quickly shakes his head, forcing the memory away and putting a smile back on his face]

Y-you looked really scared, but you still stayed with me. Thank you Ienzo! I want you to have this! It's an Agissa flower! They're really special where I'm from!

[He grimaces as he realises that Dende was probably having a hard time reading, not his writing so much as the language itself. Whoops. Though he wasn't about to break his silence for him.

'Because I was the one who did it to you, you fool.' He thought to himself, eyes downcast and shaking his head. It was rude to reject a gift, but he wasn't prepared to lie so much as to accept a one he didn't deserve.]

[Dende pulled his hand back looking at the flower a little heartbroken. Was there something wrong with his flower? Maybe giving a flower was wrong? Oh he didn't mean to give a bad gift. Especially to the only other child around the same age as himself]

D-do you not like it, Ienzo? ...but... but we can still be friends right?

[Ienzo held his hands up, shaking his head and hands. That's not what he meant! Quickly he scrawls:]

[though he pauses at the friend part, he was a little isolated at home, so to have a friend close to his age.. might not be so bad? He nods.]

[Dende struggles to read the words once more. Jeez Ienzo, 'beautiful' is a pretty big word. Dende manages the rest of the sentence but keeps coming back to that word. Well at least he's smart enough to guess that it a positive word rather than a negative one.

Well his face brightens right back up again. He giggles and sets the flower right ontop of one of Ienzo's books.]

I'll make one for Mr. Black Jack too! But if I do then you have to keep this one!

[When Ienzo agrees to be Dende's friend, Dende's face looks even happier.]

I'm so glad! I promise I'll be a really good friend!

[His first decree as a friend will be to educate the boy, so help him...
He nods and offers a weary sort of smile, the kind a sad adult would give a child when they try to cheer them up with the most inane things. The thought was still appreciated.]

[If you make Dende smile any more Ienzo his face will fall off.

Dende struggles to read the words, but when he does he looks up he's wearing the bigest smile his face could accomodate, acompanied by giggling]

I would like that so very much! I'm still learning the human language so I'm not good at it at all! I'm much better at Namekian!

[Ienzo gestures for the Namekian youth to sit in front of him and gives him a polite smile.]

[Dende plops down in front of Ienzo gleefully]

Oh! Right! Well I'm pretty good at sounding little words out, I just have trouble with the big ones... and I get words mixed up sometimes. I'm not very good at spelling either.

[Ienzo nods, so he had roughly the general idea a child his seeming age would have in human terms.]

[Dende ponders it for a moment]

I'm not sure! Elder Moori would give Cargo and I little lessons back in our village, but he worked mostly on making sure we could speak it rather than read and write it.

[Dende giggles]

So... whatever you want to teach me! You probably know best!

[Humming in thought he rummages through his bag, trying to remember if he had anything that Dende could even begin to hope reading.]

[ASKDJALKS WE GET TO PICK OUT BOOKS TOGETHER?! Best friend for life]

A bookstore?! Really!? That sounds like fun!

[and someone has been enjoying the sights of Paris, not worrying too much because everything seemed nice and calm at the moment. She had saw the hotel and decided to go in and check it out.]

[Ienzo looks up when he hears the footsteps, looking that little more tuned in when he spots Ophelia. So he approaches her, the little bangle-thing in his jacket pocket.

He tugs on her sleeve and gives her a barely noticeable smile.]

Why hello there. [she says with a smile as she crouches down so she could be eye level with him.] How are you doing today?

[He smiles and nods, yeah he was better knowing that Ophelia was fine, though there wasn't much reason for her not to be. He glances back at her expectantly, hoping she was as well as her smile made her out to be.]

I'm also doing well. Have you found a place to stay? If not I can always take you to where Eddie and I have been.

[He smiles and gestures to his miniature mountain of books and notepads in the corner.]

...Let me gather my things..

Want me to help?

[He gave a short nod and pointed to the smallest pile. He was used to carrying around ridiculous amounts of books for his research back home, how else did he get all of them there?

With a low hum he bundles several in his arms. Some in bags hanging from his wrists and another in his arms.]

So what all have you been doing?

[He gestures to the books and tries vaguely to indicate shopping from his clothes, but he'd worry about that in a moment or so.]

In my pocket... I found something for you.

[She looks honestly shocked, trying to think of when anyone found something for her.]

Um. Thank you?

[He shrugs. Honestly he didn't know what she liked, he could only guess by. But even so, the thought was there.]

It reminded me of you.

[Blunt child is blunt.]

A-ah. Thank you.

[He nods, 'you're welcome' essentially. Glancing to Ophelia he can't help but wonder why she mentioned staying with Eddie. As far as he new she wasn't on the best terms with him.]

Why are you staying with him?

I love him even though I can't trust him. I know he will try and hurt me again somehow.

[His brows drew.. He.. wasn't sure if he could make any logical sense from that. From what he could tell, she just needed to get out of the relationship if it were so bad. It couldn't have been doing any good.]

..Why would you allow yourself to suffer so?

Isn't love supposed to be suffering?

[He hadn't heard that aspect before. Not really.. Then again his world seemed just that little more naive. After all it was called the world of Light. Radiant Garden..]

Not in an idealistic sense.

[And hers was the world of Metal. And to be more precise for her the Drowning Doom.]

He was one of the few people to show me kindness before he jerked it away. He pretends to be trying to earn it back.

[Ienzo's eyes fell, he nodded a little mournfully. She wished to regain faith within him perhaps? A risky business indeed.]

What leads you to the theory that he is?

Well, if you put a piece of meat in front of a dog. It will go to that meat even if it is trying to behave, correct? As long as the meat is there, it will be more focused on what it can eat versus whatever its owner is trying to do to it- pet it, wash it, train it- anything.

In this situation, he is the dog, and there is a piece of meat- a woman- here too much like the first one he preferred over me even if he says he loves me. He wouldn't like it if I got rid of her, but he doesn't like it when I want his time with her to be minimum to try and preserve our relationship.

[Listening more and more he wasn't sure what to make of it.]

Do you possess any proof that he was romantically, or is, involved with this other woman? Unless there is solid evidence then these are just assumptions.

Considering right as he left me, he let said woman who wanted me out all along sit next in my spot as he drove away?

Hrm. Do you have anyone special that you two only do together? Like only you two can share a particular book?

[His brows draw, he wasn't really sure what to make of this. With an objective mindset as he'd been taught to have, he was missing the emotional distress this may cause, just seeing it as something being blown out of proportion.]

...Perhaps you need something more definitive..?

[He shakes his head. The closest he had was his foster father, Ansem, but he wasn't particularly close to people back home. Too reclusive and shy before everything.]

.. I've never had the chance-- I share my words with only you. I haven't to anyone else..

Well, you're the only person I really want to protect. [she crouched down so she could try to explain it.] How would you feel if in the middle of a fight, there was someone who was mean to you and I protected them instead of you?

[His brows drew. There was no two ways about it, he'd be distraught. But it wasn't that general, examples were all well and good but it depended on the variables and external forces.. He scrubbed his face and shook his head.]

...I don't know what I'd do... Seek comfort within another?

[Given time he'd try and find a reason, but that was just his objective nature. Emotions ruled Ophelia, she'd been cut deep, so that explained a lot of it.]

Would you be mad at me for doing that?

[He nods quickly, his expression a little saddened.]

Of course I would... but, I would try to find out why. Get solid evidence for theories, analyse all aspects and only then be comfortable enough to confront you about it.

[Oh, Ienzo, that clinical mindset of yours.~~Learn to be a child again gaawd~~.]

You're so logical.

[A slight hint of red creeps into his cheeks. To hide it he starts looking at his feet, rubbing the back of his head.]

Ah... it... was just the way I've been taught..

You're such a good learner.

[Feeling a little awkward, he glances back up at her.]

Trial and error...

[Taking a deep breath he forces himself to speak above a mumble, stating the most important thing Ansem had ever taught him, proudly.]

It is the only way we accomplish or learn anything.

You have a lovely voice.

[And with that his eyes widened slightly, letting his head drop again, his hair covering his face as his cheeks seemed to burn beet red.]

....mmnkyou..

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