Outside MCA #9, Monday afternoon

[magnusrushesin]

Magnus had gone out to select the best Candlenights tree he could find to share the holiday with Octavia.

"Man, fruitcake aren't really what i was hoping for as a fun fight," he grumbled, hefting the tree up over his shoulder. His big, buff, beefy boy shoulder. "Octavia! I really hope you're home..."

Oh, he really should have checked that first.

[for the gal in question, but hallways are open!]

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[okteiviakom]

"I'm not feeling lonely," Octavia objected. While kind of clinging to him. That was the thing about her: she was a little weird about physical affection, but would absolutely cling like a limpet given half a chance. "I'm pissed off that yet another person has gone away."

And that all she could do was wait.

And that she seemed to be the only one without the option to go back and forth between Fandom and where she'd come from.

[magnusrushesin]

So, lonely with a side of struggling to handle ~emotions~. Magnus felt that.

"Sometimes people go and it sucks," he said, totally keeping up that primo hug. "But that doesn't mean they're gone forever. No, like, inside your heart."

[okteiviakom]

"He's coming back," Octavia replied immediately. Maaaybe a little snappishly?

Or just really firmly.

[magnusrushesin]

Same thing!

"Then there's nothing to worry about!"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pulled away from him with a tiny 'ugh'.

Not worrying was not that easy, Magnus! Especially when you barely wanted to admit you were doing it in the first place.

[magnusrushesin]

One day they'd get her to at least admitting it. With lots of hugs.

"We can make him an ornament for when he gets back."