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[Okay, so. Post-draft, he's given himself a few days of seclusion and bed-rest (apparently being infected with a zombie virus is exhausting), and even Billy can freely admit to himself that he's been pretty depressed lately, a fact for which he feels no shame considering that depression was well and truly earned. One can only spend so much time fretting, moping, and dwelling on one's own misery for so long, however, and today? He's decided that enough is enough. Billy will be going out today, limping around the village and visiting the people who were on the draft whose fate he's still uncertain of. The ones he can't find or has no reason to actually visit, he'll check with a light location spell, and he'll spend a few hours at Seventh Heaven people-watching out the window while he doodles in a book that Teddy had given him containing a series of patterns (much like this) that resemble inkblogs, and bit by bit Billy's turning them into something like this instead. It's been a tiring week, though, so you could always catch him napping on the table, instead.

At some point he'll attempt to find Peter, and when both a location spell and a teleport fails, he tries to teleport to the apartment he'd been staying at instead, finding it almost completely emptied. All he manages to dig up is a small cartridge that, after a moment of scrutiny, he identifies as a web fluid cartridge. His fanboyish glee at the discovery is tempered by the fact that the empty apartment means one more piece of bad news.

After his visits and window-watching is done, he'll return home to make the announcement, along with one more message-]

Hey out there... just wanted to let his friends know that Peter Parker went home. So... sorry. Yeah.

[Locked to Loki]

...We still on for tomorrow, or do you want to take a break? Because... you know. [Draft. Awfulness all around. He wouldn't blame Loki if he wanted to take a week off.

Later on in the evening he'll be over at Ben's barbeque, if anyone wants to bother him while he's there.]

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Met? No. Admired from afar? Yes. You do make for a painfully adorable couple, I must say.

[Pfft Zev, you'll make him blush.]

Oh, uh. Thanks, I guess. I could introduce you, if you ever wanted to meet him...

[That was the idea. Clearly he must try harder.]

I would very much like to meet the man benefiting from our lessons.

[oh goddammit, yep]

O-oh god, please don't tell me you'd ask for a report or something.

More like ask if there was room for one more in your interactions! [He cracks a laugh, it's a bit forced but that blush was humorous enough.]

[...He really wishes he'd seen that coming. And as much as he'd like to headdesk at that, the still-healing lump on his head advises him not to. Instead he settles for burying his face against his hands, voice muffled.]

I... think Teddy would object to that...

[Why does this man delight in asking him the most awkward of questions?]

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Mmm. More's the pity. I shall have to satisfy myself with my imagination, then.

[And that was a more honest laugh- though he does take enough pity to reach over and rest a hand on Billy's shoulder.]

I am teasing, my friend. But I am glad that you have someone here. It must make a great deal of what happens simpler to cope with when you've someone you might turn to in times of crisis.

[He should really come to expect this sort of teasing from Zevran, but he's so blatant about everything Billy's honestly never sure. Sex is one of those things that is frequently on his mind (he's at that age, he's certain his mother would say) but it's still too new to think about making things complicated. He's not itching to share, either.]

Um. Well, I'm not gonna lie, it makes it a lot easier. The first few months here, I was kind of a wreck. Teddy's... like my anchor. I don't know how I'd manage without him.

It is not something I have experienced for myself, but in observing you and him I think I could see the appeal, hence the mild jealousy. Ah, well, I shall have to console myself with the loving arms of the multitudes in the village that find me terribly sexy.

[....Pfft, Zevran.]

What, you have a plethora of options and you go for me? You're not starting at the bottom and working your way up, are you?

Mmm, I do not know. I would need to take a good long look at your bottom to be certain.

....I really should have seen that coming, shouldn't I.

One day you will either learn to watch what you say around me, or learn to roll with it.

"Today is not that day." [The reference makes him quirk a little smile, even if he doesn't expect Zevran to get it.] I'll try to keep that in mind.

That sounds like something Alistair or Sten would say. Mm. [Or perhaps even the Warden.]

And perhaps, even one day, you might be the one to make me cough, sputter, and blush.