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As Night Falls, day of his arrival

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Rex is laying on César's couch with his legs dangling over the edge, holding his sending stone over his head and looking at it. Today had been a little crazy. They're heading back to Magne's in a bit to turn in for the night once César finishes packing up some extra things for Rex.

He's not sure how he feels about any of this yet, other than weird and at least somewhat relieved he doesn't have to worry about being on the streets....

César's footsteps alight on the stairs, and he makes a mental note that they're probably about ready to head out.

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César plops down the bag he's packed next to the door before glancing into the room and catching Rex's gaze for a moment. His eyes soften and he walks over, sitting on the edge of the extended seat on the couch so Rex doesn't have to get up.

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Rex wraps his hand around his sending stone before resting it on his chest and glances over to his brother. "So, uh, we headed back?"

He asks that because he knows that look. Adults get that look when they want to talk.

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"In a bit." César reaches into one of his pockets and gets out his pocket watch, glancing down at it for the time before putting it back. "I wanted to talk to you first."

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... Rex hates it when he's right. So that's why César had him come over to get things. And that's probably why Touya's not in the room right now.

"Uh, about what?" Rex raises a brow, not bothering to otherwise move in order to play it cool, but he can feel his heartrate already starting to go up again.

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"First off, how are you feeling?" César asks quietly as his expression grows a bit more serious, glancing over to Rex but not looking him directly in the face.

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SHIT

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Rex acts as if his eyes didn't widen and his entire body didn't tense, forcing his posture and expression to something relaxed and neutral. "I'm fine."

You're acting different. Again.

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A smile twitches at the corner of César's mouth as he looks over to Rex. "Your microexpression and physical reaction says otherwise."

It's said gently. Neutrally. Unjudging.

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With that soft smile Rex remembers that César used to give him all the time.

Rex furrows his brows and says nothing. Waiting. Seeing what hand César will play.

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"Microexpressions are brief, involuntary facial movements that reveals a person's true emotions. Mine are pretty bad, too. I got much better at controlling my expression, body, and voice in general so I could fool Black Knight, but I'm surprised I still got away with everything."

César lays down his first card on the table, but face up instead of down so that Rex can see it.

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Rex's eyebrows relax, and he turns to look at César more directly, a note of bitterness on his voice. "... ... ... Black Knight wasn't the only one fooled."

He lays down his card more tentatively, hand remaining on it with it only half flipped over, still deciding if he wants to play it.

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César's a bit surprised but relieved that the card even came out at all. All of this is metaphorical of course. He taps his to activate it.

"But you were never completely fooled. It's why you kept reaching out. And it's why I had to Gray Rock you to keep you safe and act like Black Knight wanted. ... well, as well as I could, anyways. I almost broken down and told you everything both when you came into the lab demanding answers and later when Gabriel told me to."

CW: Mind control, enslavement, how is this a child's show

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Rex breathes. His heart is pounding and his stomach is doing flip-flops. He feels a little sick, and this isn't something he wants to talk about now at all. Preferably, never. He'd rather forget it all happened.

But it's also the elephant in the room that's sitting on his chest and making it hard to breathe.

"You tried to collar me." Rex's eyes flash with anger, flipping over and slamming the card down with a shaking hand.

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He's so much like our mother. That hot anger about what's just.

"I know." César's shoulders sag a little forward and his eyes close. "The worst moment of my life."

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Rex launches up into a sitting position, his sending stone falling forward somewhere around his knees, and he glares at César, spitting with rage.

"Your worst memory? Do you have any idea how that felt?"

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César doesn't shrink from the rage, but he lets his pain show all the same. He makes himself look back at Rex. He's the adult here.

"I know that it's safer to feel angry than afraid." As Rex's hand trembles on his card, César's remains steady.

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Rex refuses to admit it. "That was torture." Distancing himself from what happened with his words, even as angry as he is.

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"It was." César's heart rate is up, and his expression tries to blank, but he forces the emotions to bubble back up.

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Rex hardly notices César's expression. "Even if you had to fool Black Knight, fool me—"

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Ah, so Rex had processed that.

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"—Were you really going to let her do whatever she wanted with me?!" Rex is terrified, and it's safer to act like he's a second away from launching at his brother.

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César plays the card hidden up his sleeve.

"No. I was keeping you alive until Six and Holiday could use the intelligence they gained from the robotic Bobo to mount a rescue mission." A beat. "They came even sooner than I could have ever dared to hope."

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"You—"

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Rex drops his card as confusion slaps anger out of his hand.