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[sleepyhollowed]

[Huzzah!]

[Kieran smiles easily now that he knows the heavy atmosphere's been at least somewhat lifted.]

Eh, I ain't funny enough fer my jokes to kill someone. But I'll keep it in mind.

[His shoulders relax. He's faced his own death enough that he can joke around about the topic, too. Gallows humor for everyone.]

S-So you'll try talkin' to him again? It doesn't hafta be now, but soon?

[abheirrant]

[Carlisle gets that distinct feeling that even before this incident, Kieran was no stranger to death. It's unfortunate when it's a state of normalcy; though Carlisle saw plenty of it in life, he's still getting used to actually being dead himself.

He lets out a quiet sigh.]

I will consider it, as you are so insistent.

[But only because he'd literally do anything for you at this point, Kieran. Duty-bound and all.]

[sleepyhollowed]

[Kieran's smile widens at Carlisle's agreement.]

Great! Thank you so much!

[He has no idea that it has to do with duty or debts. As far as Kieran's concerned, Carlisle is a friend simply doing what friends do.]

[He reaches out with a hand, approximating where he thinks Carlisle's shoulder may be. It takes a try or two, but he eventually manages to grip it with a friendly shake.]

I-If ya need any help, lemme know. I'll back you up. Promise!

[abheirrant]

[Carlisle stiffens beneath Kieran's grasp, frankly surprised the man would risk touching him until he remembers that Kieran was already blinded by the time he started rotting the ground all around them. Thankfully, he's neither overflowing with necrotic energies, nor draining the life out of everything within reach to stabilize himself, and so Kieran's flesh remains intact.]

Again, you are thanking me for something for which I ought not be thanked... but I admittedly appreciate your support. I'm not sure just how you would go about 'backing me up,' however.