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[anti_altruisms]

Good evening.

[ The video flickers on, and there's a very pale, very fatigued-looking Archer sitting in his apartment. A dragon egg is also visible, nestled in a bundle of blankets next to him. (Is he nesting??)

In any case, he doesn't mince words. ]

Since we're all likely experiencing similar symptoms, I'll be brief - I'm looking for moonlacing partners, specifically hand-holding and basic physical contact. Anything more than that is subject to discussion.

[ He moves a hand, and just for a moment, it almost looks translucent. Or maybe, it's just the crystals staring to form on his skin. ]

Thank you for your time.

[ With that, he ends the feed. ]

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[anti_altruisms]

[ He does look bad, doesn't he?

Archer laughs weakly. ]

I've looked worse, believe it or not.

[ The sad thing is, he isn't evening lying. ]

Do you mind if I sit?

[cheir]

Of course I don't mind.

[ It'll take a little longer to wheel herself back enough to enter, but then she'll gesture to the couch nearby. It looks incredibly comfortable, at least. ]

[anti_altruisms]

[ Don't mind him, he's just going to...plop very heavily on said couch. Getting here was tiring...

He sets his egg bundle aside gently, and once its situated, he looks at her. ]

Thank you.

[cheir]

I'm sorry to make you come out this way, when you're not feeling well.

[ Fiore moves a little closer, smiling apologetically-- because she does feel bad, but if she'd gone to him, she would have fallen out of her wheelchair before reaching the goal. ]

[anti_altruisms]

[ Archer just waves a hand. ]

It's fine.

[ Servants are resilient, and he certainly wouldn't want her to tax herself. ]

We're here, and that's what matters.

[ Without any other fanfare, he offers her his hand. ]

[cheir]

... Mm, you're right. But still, don't push yourself.

[ And without any fanfare on her end, she'll slip her hand into his, fingers working in between his larger ones to aid the moonlacing a little more. ]