[muffled spooky scary skeletons playing in the distance]

[geonomy]

Who: You! Me! Everybody!
Broadcast: idk but we've sure got a pretty broad cast of folks eh, eh
Action: HECK YEAH PLANET MINGLE
When: 10/7 until plot update or recaptcha

It's a deep, deep forest filled to the brim with fungi, mysterious life forms, and pitch black darkness. Explore if you dare and discover all these things and more! Just don't get lost...

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[precedented]

[ He waits a few minutes before posing the question. ]

You're welcome to ask.

[witheringlotus]

[Kanda twitches a little. He's not very good at social things, as Leto has probably noticed. He picks a little more furiously at some bean-like things before he finds his words.]

... There's someone here who met me in a place I don't remember. Did you know me, too?

[precedented]

[ Ah. Leto hadn't expected that question to come up so quickly and he finds himself looking at the beans. ]

Yes. Much like yourself, but different. We were in a place called Aather where we lost our memories. We . . . were on the same team so we worked together.

[witheringlotus]

[Kanda might be book dumb but he's not stupid. He can put two and two together.]

So that's what you meant.

[At least he isn't throwing it in his face like Kitty did. He's not sure how he feels about the amnesia thing. Leto insists that Kanda is different, but how can that be true? There's only one him, as far as he knows. God, this is too confusing. He should've kept his mouth shut.]

... How much do you know about me?

[precedented]

I don't know.

[ It's a truthful answer. They never shared secrets or backstories because they never needed to. ]

We never felt the need to share our histories. What was important was what we shared together. Some things I know, but I do not think I am aware of your dark secrets.

[witheringlotus]

[Well, that's something. Kanda isn't going to apologize for not remembering-- he's beyond that-- but he does feel a little beholden to this guy, regardless. It would be cruel to push him away when they were so obviously comrades. He likes to think he's learned his lesson, at least a little.]

All right.

[No soulful exposition, just acceptance. He goes back to sorting seeds.]

There are some things that belong to me and me alone. That's all.

[precedented]

As they should be. You are Kanda. You don't owe me anything.

I just . . . wish to help when I can.

[witheringlotus]

Hm. [Those might have been his thoughts at one point. I don't owe anyone anything. That's changed since his 'death', however. He owes at least one person something, because it was Kanda who wronged him in the first place.]

I'm not the kind of person who needs a lot of help. I can handle myself. Always have.

[precedented]

[ His eyes twinkle. ]

I am aware. Still, there's nothing wrong with knowing help is nearby should you require it.

[witheringlotus]

[Kanda shifts a little uncomfortably. People don't look at him with laughing eyes, not usually. It's an intensely friendly thing and he's not sure how to react to it. He's still learning how to people.]

I... suppose.

[He's getting embarrassed, maybe. A little.]

Does your ship have a garden? [TIME FOR A SUBJECT CHANGE]

[precedented]

No. It's a fairly new ship.

[ He hums softly as he continues to sort the seeds. ]

My sister and I had a large garden within our palace walls. She was very fond of it so I suppose my fondness came from her.

[witheringlotus]

[What. A palace?]

Are you royalty or something?

[VERY POLITE, AS YOU CAN SEE.]

[precedented]

I am the Emperor of a universe very far from here.

[ He turns the seeds over his hands, checking them before moving on. ] As was my father before me.

[witheringlotus]

[Kanda stares blankly. It's that look he gets when he's trying to comprehend something and it's not quite going through.

Then he just gives up trying to care.]

... I'm not calling you anything special, all right.

[Joke's on you, Kanda, ~Dune is his special name~]

[precedented]

[ Leto smiles as he shifts the seeds in a corner. It's a very typical Kanda response and he can't help but be endeared. ]

That's probably for the best. I wouldn't want the power to go to my head.