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[clouded_heart]

Hello everyone, this is Foggy with some questions of an adult nature for th adults of this community. Would those who are under the age of majority in their home please not continue on here, or do so aware that this is adult in nature.



Right, now that it's just us...

I have some questions about sexual health and this place. We come from a variety of worlds and times, and that means a variety of possible diseases and the ever possible pregnancy from the right sorts of activities.

Has anyone gathered information about STDs and this place? There's not a lot in the way of medicine, so it's something we need to keep on top of, especially with people coming and going with no warning.

And pregnancy. Is there some sort of protection people are using? Are we being safe, people?

We're adults. I know we're having sex. But we need to make sure everyone's safe and frankly, that we're not having babies in this place.

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[can_fight_ugly]

That's ... definitely more complicated. But she can see where having an influence like Marci would be a good counterpoint with someone like Matt in his life, seemingly as permanent as it was. It's tricky, and it's not her place to lecture him or try to wrest him away, especially not in this place.

But, he's at least comfortable enough in their own friendship to tell her, and she won't take that for granted. Maybe, here, she can be his Marci - the close friend part, the confidant, so he's got a safe space to vent about whatever's bothering him.

She knew having that from him has helped her.

"I get it. He's not going anywhere." She smiles softly at him, pats his arm and then sits back. "But neither am I."

[clouded_heart]

People who tried to wedge Foggy away from Matt very quickly discovered that Foggy was possibly the most stubborn human being in the world when it came to defending Matt.

(Only he and Karen can rag on Matt. They earned it.)

"He needs me. For the first time, he needs me more than I need him. That's... addictive? That sounds terrible, it's more than that, but it's something so new between us. He might not ever choose me, but right now, he needs me."

And then Foggy goes silent, realising what he's basically admitted and not sure he's okay with it.

"... can I ask you to pretend I never said that?"

[can_fight_ugly]

That's ... problematic. It's unhealthy, and it hurts her to realize just how dug in he is. She keeps her expression carefully neutral, though, and at his request she nods.

"Consider it forgotten."

Something like that, though? From someone she's grown to care a whole lot about? That's not going to be an easy thing to shove out of her mind. Bite it down, ignore how it upsets her stomach, yes; she could be civil and she can certainly never mention it, but forgetting it? That's not going to be possible.

"I should probably be getting back." She glances towards the blanket on his window, though, thinking about how cold her house is going to be and how she can stoke the biggest fire her fireplace can take and it still won't be as cozy as this little hotel room.

Maybe getting a house just before winter hit wasn't the best idea. "Can Lynn stay with you one or two more nights? Until it warms up? He's still so small and my house it still pretty drafty."

[clouded_heart]

He knows how unhealthy it is. He is. How unhealthy he is about it. He just leans forward, pushing his hands into his short hair (though it's growing out, maybe he should ask Zevran about cutting it).

Aaand, that's not a good sign. Consider it forgotten and she's excusing herself. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I'm sorry," he offers quietly. "And sure, Lynn can stay as long as you need. Getting a house warm again is going to be difficult, and he is pretty tiny right now."

[can_fight_ugly]

Oh - god, no, she realizes how bad that all sounds now. She sets her tea aside and steps over to kneel in front of Foggy.

"Foggy, no ... you didn't make me uncomfortable. I -" She pulls in a breath, taking a moment to formulate her words, frowning slightly as she does so because this is important and she needs to get it right. "You've been such a good friend to me here, and I want to be that for you, but I realize I can be intense and I'm not sure what you need, or what you want; if it's better if I'm here or not. I don't want to push, but ... I care about you, and I want to help."

[clouded_heart]

He looks up at her as she crouches down, expression lightening a little. "Oh. I thought- mm."

He shakes his head slightly. "I don't want you to go. I just- shit. I've only ever talked about any of this with Marci, and only really because she couldn't help but notice I have nightmares most nights." Still has them, frankly. They change form now, but he still has them. "I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. I know you said I didn't, but I still don't want to do that to you."

[can_fight_ugly]

"I can stay." Nightmares, too? What else has he gone through than just a toxic friendship and stressful cases? "If you want, I can stay the night, even. uncomfortable is for things we don't want to deal with, things we're in too much denial about to face. That doesn't apply here. I realize it's not always going to be pleasant, but your friendship and your well-being is important to me."

[clouded_heart]

He looks down, but he nods slightly. "I would really like that," he says softly. "No implications just... not being alone. It's been really hard to adjust to." Even Lynn's little warm presence hasn't really been helping.

"It was only in the last year that things went bad between us. It wasn't like that for most of our relationship. It was when Elektra came back onto the scene it went bad. Which isn't to say it's her fault. It's not."

[can_fight_ugly]

"No, just friends keeping friends company." She trusted him. Hell, she wouldn't have said no if other things happened, under better circumstances, but that wasn't the mood tonight; this was just about human connection on an emotional level.

She stands and motions for Foggy to do the same. It's time someone gave him a hug. "Things will always change, and it won't always be for the better. Fault doesn't need to exist for things to be shitty. But, that doesn't mean you can't mourn what once was before moving forward."

[clouded_heart]

He stands up, feeling heavy and weighed down by all this. Maybe, after a sleep, he'll feel a bit better. Maybe he'll really only feel better when he actually tells someone what happened (without the specifics of 'my blind best friend is a vigilante').

He doesn't know what else to say now. There are things he could say, but he's not ready to dig into those things and the other stuff that comes up with it.

[can_fight_ugly]

Lynn hops off his lap as he starts to move, and ducks behind Anne's feet with a mrr?

Once Foggy is standing, Anne wraps her arms over his shoulders and pulls him in close, holding him tight and resting her head on his shoulder. No need for words now, just a companionable, empathetic silence. She'll hold him as long as he needs.

They've done enough digging for tonight.

[clouded_heart]

His arm curl around her ribs and waist and he buries his face in at the side of her neck. He doesn't cry, doesn't shudder or sob, just holds onto her.

It's nice.

He's needed this.