33.5; meddling with timelines; magic is duct tape;

[sandinmyboots]

Kefka arrives at Issei's temple in his usual way, tumbling through a magic door that takes him to whatever room Issei and Lancer are in. He dusts himself off, then salutes. He looks tired but ready for all of this.

"Let's get rid of that contract! Is everyone ready?"

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[unknownrival]

"Because you're upset and I am trying to make things better."

Duh.

[sandinmyboots]

He hops off the bed and to his feet. His hair is down, an oily mess around his shoulders, and he undoes the clasp for his green cape and lets it fall to the floor.

"You just want me to stop ruining everything. You don't have to fake liking me. That just makes me more upset."

[unknownrival]

"I'm not faking it." Really, Kefka. Issei crosses his arms.

[sandinmyboots]

"Then why are you doing this?"

Kefka can't - dammit, he can't figure out why -
Wait. No. Stop. Issei must be here to thank him. To fling himself at Kefka's feet and be grateful for how helpful he was and to apologize for Lancer's terrible behavior. That must be it.

Kefka's whole demeanor changes, loosening, his face shifting into a wide grin.

"Oh, you're here to apologize! Excellent!"

[unknownrival]

"...That's not it either," Issei answers, shaking his head. "Diarmuid panicking was perfectly natural considering the circumstances, and I don't see a reason I should be sorry about it."

[sandinmyboots]

"It was just a hand. It's not like she's dead."

He huffs, running a hand through his hair.

"So, what do you want? Are we setting me up in a different room or do I need to give you the hand? Because I can't; I buried it."

[unknownrival]

"This room is alright. I just wanted to know if you needed anything else from me. Tea, or more pillows, or anything."

Worry. Fuss.

[sandinmyboots]

"I want more tea, more pillows and more blankets. And some of the Earth food called curry."

He's head into tsun mode, batten down the hatches.

[unknownrival]

"Anything else?"

Issei can deal with tsun.

[sandinmyboots]

"Do you have any books about your temple?"

[unknownrival]

"More than you could possibly read in your stay."

[sandinmyboots]

"I'd like one that explains the basics!"

[unknownrival]

"I'll get you one."

[sandinmyboots]

"Excellent!"

And Kefka hops back on the bed, pleased.

[unknownrival]

Issei is off to go get that stuff.

[sandinmyboots]

Kefka waits, idly playing with a flame manifested over his fingertips. As a god, it can't hurt him. And the lights and heat are darling after a stressful day.

[unknownrival]

Issei comes back with that stuff, taking a few trips so as not to get the curry and the tea on the book.