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Maurice sat at his desk writing steadily with both hands, as usual. His door was open, which meant that he did not mind being disturbed, as usual. He was as ever ready for visitors whether personal or business related, as usual.

Only very rarely were any of these conditions not met. Being one of the more sociable Memory Keepers it often fell to him to pass on messages to the rest of the group from outside forces as well as those inside. Still, he didn't mind the responsibility, it was almost always a pleasant surprise when he heard somebody knocking on the door.

"Come in," his effeminate and gentle voice called out with a smile. He didn't look away from his page though, he was so close to finishing it that he simply could not.

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"I think that it would enrich you." Maurice said honestly, enjoying the warmth of Darryn's lap. It was so nice.

"When I spend time with other people, I am always so happy to return to Rutgar at the days end. I am sure Thanatos would feel the same way."

Darryn nodded slowly, then pressed his nose and forehead against Maurice's shoulder tighter. "Self-esteem issues, I guess.

"You don't get out much though, do you? You have too much effort with work and keeping the family in order. I should try and get you out more too, let alone him."

"It probably would do you good." Maurice agreed gently. "your children are very good at it, perhaps follow their example?"

Darryn noticed that Maurice ignored that he was changing subject to the Memory Keeper. He allowed it.

"I've done my world travelling," Darryn pointed out. "A lot in the years between before Shinii and before Gilbert. There's no where I really need to see any more. I go out and see friends, not always in the library, so I don't really know how much more I can get out. Its more that I think he needs to get out, but if he did I'd... get paranoid. Like if he had a friend he wanted to leave the library for, when he rarely leaves it with me, or left it in the past to see me..."

Darryn sighed. "Issues."

"I believe your happiness that he is becoming more social would outweigh your paranoia. At least I hope so. You will never know for sure until it happens but there is no need to force it."

He smiled still, pondering what Darryn had said about being done with his travels

"You don't often visit people outside Mnemosynis, aside from your occasional trip to the Wishstars farm. Do you, Darryn?"

"Visit Memory Keepers, people who interact with my children, go out with my children, see how things are on the farm... I suppose that's about it."

Homesickness gurgled up in Darryn's gullet, and he didn't care for the feeling. He supposed he should have expected a lot of tangents of sadness, being where he was. "I can't really go to the one world I desperately want to visit."

"I think your old friends would be happy if you had more. You do know that souls cycle around many many times. It's possible you might find those souls again."

His eyes softened in pity.

"I'm sorry you can't visit your homeland, Darryn. The Goddess was particularly cruel to you on that score in my opinion."

"Yeah, not really a fan of that aspect of divinity, to be honest with you." Nor was he a fan of talking about his divinity, so Darryn switched subjects.

"And to continue with honestly, I'm a friendly guy but I do have trouble making friends I suppose. People like me, I like them... but I've not really gotten a super close special friendship going on right now."

"That's sad." Maurice commented. "I think you are a wonderful friend, you deserve to have more friendship in your life both on a receiving and giving spectrum."

Darryn smiled with a tight lipped expression. "You know, when I was a kid, my best friend was enforced upon me. I was trouble, so they needed me to be watched as a trouble-child. So they put an older boy on my case. Somehow Sindjun stuck at it though, can't have been much in it for him, and in the end of it all... there was a lot of upset. But yeah, it's like I've never been good at making friends. I've had a fair number of people like me, but I'm kind of friendship backwards when I think about it, I suppose. I find it hard to get close. Maybe it's an assassin thing."

"Perhaps." Maurice nodded. He had noted that about Darryn, but didn't know it extended into his past as well.

"Either way, when you are aware of something and have said it out loud, often you find you begin to change."

"Maybe," Darryn said, although in truth he thought he'd acknowledged that enough long ago and it hadn't yet changed. Time was different to Memory Keepers though.

"I suppose I've taken up too much of your time with my whining, right?" Darryn smiled, brushing his hand back through his hair.

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