( James hesitates, mind spinning. He's wondered much the same, gone over so many possibilities and reasons and he's come up with his own thoughts on the matter. Why he was brought here. ...Or at least, he thought he might know. He's not so sure, now. )
Do you think it's something you can do?
( Whatever this thing is that Namu thinks might be the key to getting back. James can't help feeling a twist of worry, though. He doesn't know what the boy might be alluding to, but none of it seems simple. He's met people who've been in this place for years. )
Sounds like a lot of pressure on someone your age, ( James smiles into his words, though he's definitely worried now. What could that be? What could constitute the poor kid feeling as though he needs to change who he's become, what he wants? )
If you ever need help figuring all that out, I've— I've got your back. I think that's how my daughter would say it. ( A soft chuckle. )
What would James even think about everything? The tomb keeper chews on his bottom lip, debating what to say, what to do.
But if he's to return home, he needs to... better himself. Even if that's not what he wants. He wants the power of the Pharaoh, to get back at him for making his family suffer for millennia, for causing his father's death, and to become Pharaoh himself.
Maybe he doesn't deserve that though.
James is the closest thing he's got to a friend here besides Sephiroth, but he's barely opened up to the latter. James on the other hand... There's something... safe about him. Similar to how he felt towards his adopted brother when he was a child, before everything happened.
Marik looks down at his stone for a few moments in silence before finally speaking:]
... I could use your help. I'd rather speak in person though, if... that's alright with you.
Hey, that works perfect. I'll make it on my calendar, make sure I've got some snacks around the place.
( Someone'll definitely be making a run to the winter market to grab some goodies to have for Marik by the time he comes over. Actually on that note— )
Is there anything special you like to eat for this Sun's Rebirth? I know there's probably nothing much from your world around, but maybe I can find something similar.
[... He blurbs that out almost automatically. Odion always makes it for him for his birthday. It'll be his first birthday without that.]
... If you can find it, that is. Otherwise there aren't any particular dishes I can think of off the top of my head. I'm not a huge fan of red meat or fish though.
( James casts a cautious, sideways look at the possessed teapot in question, where it sits on the kitchen countertop for now, the entity inside seemingly sleeping. ...Or lurking. )
It does look like something that could be called a slime, yeah. Is that some kind of species, where you're from?
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( He's glad for the chance to see the kid again, check in on him in person. But until then, he can't help asking— )
How've you been doing, by the way? Is there anything I can help you with?
( Non-specific, open, vague: the offer could be for anything. Groceries, chores, a sounding board to listen, just— anything. )
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[He should have expected the question. Marik realizes he could answer vaguely himself.
But Dr. Harvey deserves some of the truth.
The teen's voice is soft but still somewhat guarded.]
... Just... trying to figure things out, is all. October was... rather eye opening.
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Yeah. I've learned a bit more about what other people went through, down there. Sounds like it... tested people right in their sorest spots.
( Like it was specifically targeted at people's upsets, their traumas. )
Have you figured any of that out yet?
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[Marik frowns.]
... Sort of... realizing why I wound up here though.
[A test from the Gods, clearly. To see if he's worthy of getting his body back.]
And... what I might need to do... to get back.
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Do you think it's something you can do?
( Whatever this thing is that Namu thinks might be the key to getting back. James can't help feeling a twist of worry, though. He doesn't know what the boy might be alluding to, but none of it seems simple. He's met people who've been in this place for years. )
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... I don't know. That would mean... fundamentally changing... who I've become and what I want in life.
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If you ever need help figuring all that out, I've— I've got your back. I think that's how my daughter would say it. ( A soft chuckle. )
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What would James even think about everything? The tomb keeper chews on his bottom lip, debating what to say, what to do.
But if he's to return home, he needs to... better himself. Even if that's not what he wants. He wants the power of the Pharaoh, to get back at him for making his family suffer for millennia, for causing his father's death, and to become Pharaoh himself.
Maybe he doesn't deserve that though.
James is the closest thing he's got to a friend here besides Sephiroth, but he's barely opened up to the latter. James on the other hand... There's something... safe about him. Similar to how he felt towards his adopted brother when he was a child, before everything happened.
Marik looks down at his stone for a few moments in silence before finally speaking:]
... I could use your help. I'd rather speak in person though, if... that's alright with you.
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( It's said earnestly; there's no question about it. )
You're always welcome to come by my place. Or I can meet you somewhere in town if that's better.
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Perhaps his birthday. A year older, a new life? It seems symbolic enough.]
... The 23rd. The Sun's Rebirth. After Givingstide. I'll stop by your place in the morning and we can talk before I set out to pay my respects to Ra.
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( Someone'll definitely be making a run to the winter market to grab some goodies to have for Marik by the time he comes over. Actually on that note— )
Is there anything special you like to eat for this Sun's Rebirth? I know there's probably nothing much from your world around, but maybe I can find something similar.
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[... He blurbs that out almost automatically. Odion always makes it for him for his birthday. It'll be his first birthday without that.]
... If you can find it, that is. Otherwise there aren't any particular dishes I can think of off the top of my head. I'm not a huge fan of red meat or fish though.
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...But earnest. He will try this, if he's able to find the ingredients! )
Koshari... If you send me the recipe for it, I'll see what I can do.
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I would but... I doubt they have the correct spices for it. I never cooked it myself either so I don't know the exact recipe.
I'd be fine with some baklava, if that's easier.
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It seems like a pretty special day where you come from, so it'd be nice to have some kind of special treat to go along with it.
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[A special day, indeed.]
... I'd be happy with just the baklava though. With some warm tea.
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....kinda haunted.
( This is fine. )
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... Kind of haunted.
How?
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... Is it... a slime?
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It does look like something that could be called a slime, yeah. Is that some kind of species, where you're from?
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[Yeah that last one is. Uh. The name is weirder than the actual concept.]
If you're alright with it, I'd like to try and interact with it. I never thought slime would actually exist.
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Sure! It can be kind of... er... mischievous, but I don't think it'd actually hurt anyone.
( He does not 100% know this )
I'll introduce you when you come over here. I've been calling the little guy Casper, after someone I know back home.
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Marik sounds a lot more chipper than he did at the beginning of the "call."]
I look forward to meeting him and getting to see your new place then.