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[Tony was bored and had been eyeing the replicator again. Gladio wasn't there and he just got a new screwdriver...

Thankfully he got Regis' text instead.]

I need to get out of this place. Let's go drinks with liquor and cat hair in them.

[Regis had been going to suggest they just drink at his place, but that would probably lead to him drinking much more than he should. At least if they go to the cafe, petting the cats will help him calm down as well.

Plus, he will make sure he doesn't drink more than he should. That need to keep his senses about himself in public is still strong, no matter how upset he is.]

I will see you there. First round is on me.

See you in ten!

[Tony grinned and tossed his screwdriver onto his desk. Snatching his jacket on his way out, he wasted no time getting to his favorite (since.. it was the only) restaurant in town.

He was fast, but there was no chance of beating someone who could warp around like the king could. He grinned when he spotted his friend, although it faded as he could immediately see he was upset.]

Are you okay? What happened?

[When Tony arrives, he finds Regis sitting at a table back in an empty corner. He had arrived quickly. Warping normally was very quick; warping with high emotions was even more so. Apparently, his need of calming influences was obvious since he had barely sat down when a cat claimed his lap.

Regis hardly looks up when Tony arrives, gesturing for his friend to take a seat and grab one of the mugs from the first round he'd promised. Only once Tony is settled does Regis slide his table at his friend, drawing his attention to a specific text exchange.

Words aren't really needed. He suspects Tony will understand completely once he finishes reading.]

[Tony glances at Regis curiously and takes a sip of the beer as he lifts the communicator to read it.

And keeps drinking till the mug is empty.]

Damn. *BELCH!!*

[Shit, that scared off the cat! (And maybe the one three streets over, but whatever. He got back up from the table, signaled for another beer, and half scooted/ half shoved himself onto Regis' booth to put an arm around his shoulders.]

Fucking kids.

[Regis jumps slightly at the loud sound, startled perhaps as much as the cat was. Astrals, how tense is he? As Tony orders another drink and moves to his side, Regis forces himself to take a deep breath and try to relax. It works...maybe. A little.

Honestly, the weight of Tony's arm on his shoulders probably helps more. He tilts his head back against the warmth and closes his eyes before speaking softly.]

She really does not realize how much she is hurting me. I keep telling myself that, but it is not helping right now.

[It spoke volumes to him that he hadn't gotten even a hint of a laugh out of his friend with that antic. They might be needing something stronger than beer.

He listens and frowns, taking time to think of how to respond. He was terribly biased here and he knew it. This man loved Era like a daughter and he didn't want to take that lightly.]

What part are you having the most difficulty with? The part about her not realizing she's hurting you or the fact that she's hurting you at all?

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