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[Scott's been feeling all kinds of ways since returning to Aldrip. A little off his feet? Not upset exactly, not when he remembers everyone important to him, but it's still a lot. Kind of weird that he's actually older here than back home, and that's not mentioning suddenly getting almost two years of memories shoved inside his head that he completely forgot about until now. But he's trying. A part of him wants to just lie on the bed with Kotone and just take more time to himself, but he figures that he should say something to his friends.

Maybe focusing on them will help. Better than thinking about Alex or how Apocalypse sort of ruined everything back home.

He breathes in, fiddling with his tablet. Something in him wants to change his username from 'shades' to 'cyclops,' but maybe not right now.]

hey, i'm back now. sorry if i worried anyone. a lot happened, like, back home. yeah i went home and came back. i'm okay though.

[None of that sounded super awkward, right.]

if you wanna meet up, i'll be at the diner. you're paying though.

[ooc: Scott's back from his canon update and just Dealing with Stuff. Totally open to threading Scott meeting others in person! Also, he'll be back in regular clothes for the time being, but he will be wearing his visor for now.]

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[He inhales deeply, breath remaining lodged in his chest as he holds it, before exhaling and it helps. With that and his previous crying, he's feeling a little better, even if it's only temporary like all the other times. It's better than nothing. So with a small nod, he rubs the handkerchief against his shut eyes a couple more times before sliding his visor back on, a glow of red returning as he allows himself to see again-- and the obviously concerned look on Altius.

He really meant all that, huh? Being here. Offering his support. It pokes at some of the defenses that Scott holds and his leg slides back down to the ground, no longer obstructing him from the older man's view.]

I know. [Scott admits, acknowledging that Altius isn't just saying that because he's supposed to. He really wants to help, even if what he said earlier still hurts in some way. But it doesn't look like Scott wants to talk about all that stuff again, so it might be another time.

Instead, he seems to wrestle with something, like he's embarrassed that he's about to admit this next thing out loud. Especially to the older man.]

... I'm glad that I got to see you again.

[A faint smile comes to his face, only barely softening the concern there.

Altius didn't expect the young man to share every detail even if he would have been pleased to hear them, but for now, he's gotten enough. He's getting a remarkable amount of sincerity from Scott in those last words, after all.

The genuine feeling behind his reply almost matches the tone he says it with:]

Me too. [And since the conversation is unlikely to turn back to the serious matters he sought...] We might have had to organize some sort of festival in your honor if you didn't come back, you know.

[Scott makes a high-pitched noise from the base of his throat, the sound both surprised and embarrassed because why did Altius have to say something like that?! That would be so much. What's worse is that he can almost picture some of his friends... not throwing a festival exactly, but definitely having some sort of sleepover or some shit because of his disappearance. Which is still almost as embarrassing and A Lot.

At least Altius has successfully managed to cheer Scott up. And spared him from talking about mushy shit. Thanks old man.]

Yeah. Well. [He huffs, trying to save some face after his initial reaction. Just going to cover all that up by being a cocky shit.] You can still throw the party, I'll just have to crash it and tell everyone to quit it.

[Don't actually though.]

[Altius laughs at the reaction, the sound steady but not overly boisterous. There might be something a little smug to it for getting the response he was angling for—maybe.]

I'll be sure to put that in my schedule. [As he picks up his coffee again, he glances to the young man's glass of water.] Make sure you drink a bit more of that.

[He wouldn't want Scott to dehydrate himself for crying on Zekarion's account.]

What are you, my mom?

[And Altius is joking right? He definitely is. No way the old man would actually put something like that on his schedule.

Right?? Right.

.....

Scott gingerly takes the glass into his hands, one last sniffle leaving the mutant before he takes a large sip of water. He's not doing that pointedly or anything, what do you mean. Though, there's no hiding the small smile that's finally back on the young man's face.]

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