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[silberfuchs]

Eine Nachricht hinterlassen.

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[metalicarus]

[Jet's not entirely sure what to say to that, he doesn't know the right answer or even the 'better' answer.]

I don't know. But...I'd be willing to bet you'll find it pretty hard to quit caring or keep up much of a distance, not since you were pretty close before, that's not how you work.

[He shrugs a bit, wishing he had some better answer to offer, something that would make this easier.]

Assuming he does come with us, which I think he will, you'll just have to see what comes out of getting to know this version.

[silberfuchs]

No, maybe not.

[He folds his hands, pressing his lips to folded thumbs in thought.]

But I don't want to make him uncomfortable with my knowledge of personal details.

[metalicarus]

Yeah...I guess there's always the option of being upfront with it. You know, tell him you know this stuff cause the other McCoy told you? I mean, it might make him uncomfortable, but at least he'd get it.

[Why'd this stuff have to get so complicated?]

[silberfuchs]

Or he'd want nothing to do with me. If someone came up to me out of the blue and explained they knew about Hilda or Black Ghost and said I'd told them, at the very least I'd be skeptical, if not hostile.

[Sighing, Albert drops one hand and leans forward, ruffling the other through his hair.]

But I don't feel it's right to have him not know I know this. It feels like a betrayal somehow.

[metalicarus]

Wish I knew what to tell you.

[He reached for Albert's hand on the table.]

I know you'll figure it out.

[silberfuchs]

I'll tell him when there's a chance.

[fingers curl around Jet's palm and Albert gives a weak smile.]

Thank you.

[metalicarus]

[The angle was a little awkward because of how he was sitting, but he leaned forward to kiss Albert's cheek, his hand squeezing the German's softly.

A quiet sign that the blond was there for him, Albert had his support no matter the outcome.]