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Ah. Er, hello? Oh, uhm. This is rather weird...right! T-This is Newt Scamander. Well, actually, this is a pre recorded message for Newt Scamander. I'm quite busy, so I may have missed you. Do please leave a message and I'll get back to you. Apologies.

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That's horrifying. [Said in a soft voice, as if the very idea has knocked the wind from him. He squeezes Newt's shoulder with one hand.]

I'm sure it'll come back to you. [He isn't.] And in the meantime, you have me to spoil you back to health.

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It's a little jarring. [An understatement.] I think it really hurt him though. That I can't remember. [And while it wasn't Newt's fault; it obviously made him feel guilty.]

Vira-Lorr said her memories had returned, so I believe it's temporary. The exact length is hard to say, since she went through a third death quite quickly after her second, I believe. [He really hopes she doesn't see a fourth anytime soon. It's bad enough she died a third time.]

Well, I don't really want to take up so much of your time. You mentioned something about things being complicated. So you're seeing someone. [At least, that's his assumption if the other felt the need to mentioned a complicated situation after Newt's doppelganger had hit on the other.

Though, maybe he should let that conversation die. It was mortifying enough that his look alike had flirted with someone while he wasn't even around.]

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I bet it did, but it's hardly your fault. [He knows if his own sister forgot him it would sting, but it's not as if it were voluntary.]

Chrisse, Vira-Lorr, again?! I'm buying that woman a helmet. [A joke in poor taste, perhaps, but this is Jean-Paul.

He looks at Newt curiously.]

You think just because I'm getting laid I'll blow off my friends? Especially when they are ill or injured? Or are you implying I was only ever hanging out wit' you to get into your pants?

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Yes, I know. I wish I could do more about it though. [It causes him a fair amount of distress, though he finds that he doesn't quite find Theseus' presence to be distressing. He does prefer his privacy, but he isn't uncomfortable with the other around. Though, it sure is awkward when your first impression is a doppelganger trying to kill you.]

Her loss of memory was quite extensive. She struggled to remember a lot of herself for awhile, but she seems to be recovered now. [One can hope that she won't die again anytime soon. That's just another distressing topic on a mountain of distressing topics.]

Wha- No. Merlin, no. I thought- [He's already turning bright red.] I- No, I thought you were more romantically inclined and usually people like to spend a greater portion of their time with, you know, someone they're romantically inclined with. [It probably has never really occurred in his head that plenty of people are into casual sex. He knows it's a thing, but it just never really passed his mind.]

A-Also, of course not! I wouldn't suspect anyone to spend time with me with that in mind. [You can't dis Newt, because he's good at dissing himself. Thank you very much.]

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Newt, it's not always on you to FIX shit. Sometimes you just have to accept things as they are.

[He watches Newt work himself into an embarrassed tizzy with some amusement.] Newt, I assure you, at some point someone is definitely going to spend time wit' you because they want to see you naked. It just wasn't my personal motive - I like you, I like spending time wit' you.

My point is whether or not I have a boyfriend is irrelevant. If you need me, I'll be there to help.

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I know! I...I know. It's just. He's my brother. [Sure, he doesn't remember it, but he has no reason not to believe it either.

Newt is pretty sure his face must be completely red. He really regrets asking about things now because this is a conversation he had no intentions of diving into.] I- While I honestly have doubts about that, I- [No. Stop, stop. He's not arguing with the other about this.] Yes. I do enjoy your company quite a bit. And I appreciate you wanting to help.

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I know. I really do. But I can't let you beat yourself up over it. [A pause.] You're nicer.

So let's get your dumb ass curled up on the couch, non? Come on, we can bring the tea and get a blanket. It'll be warmer.

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Nicer- Oh do you mean nicer than my brother? [Which he can't say is true or not, since he doesn't actually remember Theseus for who he is. He can't help but let a laugh out, relaxing a bit.]

Oh. [He can't help the rather lame response, but rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.] I, no. That sounds quite nice, honestly.

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Ouais.

Come on. [He basically shoves Newt toward the living room, pausing to steal a blanket from Newt's room to toss on the couch.]

Sit down, cher.

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I wonder if he would think otherwise. [A soft laugh.

He lets the other usher him into the living room and onto the couch. It's not a particularly big couch. It comfortably fits two, but it would probably struggle to fit a third participant. Newt haphazardly kicks off his shoes before tucking his knees under his chin. His socks are mismatched and worn and his pants definitely are just a little too short for his legs.]

Thank you. You always seem to take care of me whenever this happens.

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It's only been twice. [Said with that dismissive wave Jean-Paul has perfected.]

Just try not to do it again, okay? I am only one man, and not terribly domestic, so I'll get sick of making all you people soup. [He smiles.] I'm kidding.

You're gonna be okay.

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I imagine it wouldn't be the last though. [The other has only ever been kind to him.]

I don't try. I assure you. The first time had been more than enough. [And he can't say he wants to ever experience the first time again. He still struggled quite a bit with coming to terms with it. It still affects him at times, but he tries not to let it.] I'll have to return the favor.

[He smiles softly.] It wasn't as bad. [Dying was far less painful and he's more prepared to wait out the week being a muggle. The hardest part was really the memory loss of his brother. That part has been distressing.] I feel better making amends if anything. It's a relief.

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Mm, don't push it.

[He snorts.] Deal. The next time I get into shit, you bring ME tea.

I suppose some good has come of it, then. Which is odd to say. Is there anything that would help further?

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[He laughs a little.]

I hope it won't happen. [Not because he doesn't mind. He'd bring the other anything he ask. That's what friends do right?] I don't want you to die, after all.

Help? No, I don't think there's much else that can be done in general. I just have to wait it out, I suppose. I'm alright, really. [He could be better, but that could be said about all of them.]