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Faust nodded slowly at the mention of Hao.  Even the slightest mention of his name set Lyserg on edge, so it wasn’t at all surprising that his inescapable presence was distressing the boy.  What shocked him more was that Lyserg actually admitted what was going on in his head.  Faust listened as the boy stumbled over his own words.  He seemed hesitant, pausing every few seconds, the shakiness brought on by his uncertainty making him nervously play with his feet.

Well…

Faust cocked his head to the side, smiling a little.

You did the hard part, taking that first step.  So you’re on the right track.  & it feels nice to know that she feels the same way about you, doesn’t it?

He left the thought hanging there for a moment, the edges of his mouth twitching as though they didn’t know whether to frown or to grin.

You… already protect her, I know.  What you need to ask yourself is how much you think has changed & then how much you want it to from here.

He tilted his head back to meet Lyserg’s eyes again, flashing him a small but reassuring smile.

What do you think?

Faust’s reassuring smile made Lyserg feel a little better, but the question he posed made Lyserg think hard.

“I…I don’t know how much it’s changed. We both feel the same way, but I haven’t had a chance to talk to her in private since I told her…. I think I’m… afraid of how it might change. I don’t want to…to lose her, in any way.”

But..what do I want from this?

Lyserg immediately flushed a bright red. He coughed to cover up his embarrassment. “I— I…just want to be with her—” He nearly banged his head against the counter at his words, for his mind was in the gutter and his words hadn’t helped.