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[Video, Dark Hour]

[It's obvious from all of the blood that Issei's been in a fight. He has a large wound to his stomach - healed through Persona magic, but the blood is still drying on his clothes - and more blood drips down his face.

He looks relatively calm, however.]

Lord El-Melloi II. Waver Velvet. We need to speak, and it would be good for us to do this before your Shadow attacks me again.

I suppose this should serve as a general reminder not to go out alone at night, as well.

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I'm sure there's a reason for it. I don't want to discuss too much of his personal life, however.

I wasn't going to ask. It's really none of my business anyway, I just wanted to be sure you were alright.

Do you want me there if he should resurface?

Thank you.

I'm coming back. I'll be fine, don't worry.

You know me well enough to understand 'don't worry' is useless in this situation.

That much is true, I suppose.

And if there's the slightest chance he'll return, you know I might just not listen to you and show up anyway.

So very thoughtless, Diarmuid, ignoring what I say and doing what you want.

How dare I. Ah, well. I suppose someone will just have to reprimand me for being so selfish.

I might even ignore that, how awful.

What am I to do with you?

[Shrug.]

I guess it can't be helped.

Not good. We'll need intensive training to cure you of your rebellious nature. The first course is making sure you go to work! The second course is making sure you eat your vegetables and don't skip to dessert!

[Have you ever seen this guy burst out laughing?]

[Now you have.]

[Issei can't help but laugh at that, too.]

[Sheesh, kid. You and your sense of humor.]

You're in good enough condition to mock me, at least. Maybe I should be offended.

Heh, I wonder what that would be like, you offended. How would I make it up to you?

I accept payment usually in the form of any variety of alcohol.

I don't encourage drinking.

What a terrible shame. You must think me such a troublemaker, then.

Honestly, I do. I can't deal with you and your antics, Diarmuid.

Ah, well. It seems the better parts of celebrating have been lost on this modern era.

I can celebrate without ending up passed out in someone's lap.

That only happened once in a while. And very rarely to me.

It usually happens when I drink. I get very affectionate.

Then again, we've shared a bed, so I suppose ending up in your lap isn't that bad, i-is it? [It was supposed to be a joke, but...]

...

[Yeah, he'll just be quietly embarrassed over here.]

I suppose it's hardly much to worry about.

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