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[Yeah, no, that's exactly how Basil is feeling too. Even when Max suggests that, he feels a weird little swooping in his chest that he assumes would have been his heart, if it could still beat. That, and his brain is trying to convince him that he wouldn't be inconveniencing her since they're probably going to be headed in the same direction anyway......]

Um. W-well...you're going to your room too, right? Maybe we can...go together?

[Since, you know, Max is just down the hall and all.]

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Together. To—

[ For a moment, Max misinterprets. She recovers quickly enough, eyes going just slightly wide. ]

—Yes, great idea. I can pull you up if it looks like you're gonna wipe out and break your nose, or something.

[ She lets out a breathy laugh, trying to inject levity so she can quiet the urges inside her. ]

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[Basil, meanwhile, does not catch the misunderstanding at all. He's too focused on getting upstairs so he can lay face down in bed and die for a little while.

He nods, and- again without really thinking about it- reaches for Max's hand.]

C'mon. I bet you're probably as tired as I am.

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[ A warm, comfortable feeling floods Max.

It's...a little unnerving, at the same time. ]

...Y-yeah. I... Probably.

[ She'll hold his hand all the way up the stairs. To make sure he doesn't fall, of course. ]