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Virgil was always nervous drawing around Remus, for fear of the man making an unsavory comment.
But, they had gotten closer now, so he figured he should allow the dark side some more trust.
Virgil was sketching out a picture of Icarus. The story of Icarus had always hit close to home for him, though he was sure it wasn't for any of the reasons it was supposed to.
He couldn't help but think Icarus wanted to die, at least to a certain extent, and that was maybe in part what fueled his recklessness.
Virgil could relate to that. He'd never attempted or anything, but he'd definitely had thoughts about it.
"Looks nice" Remus commented, no hint of sarcasm in his voice or expression. Virgil smiled at him.
Remus had really turned over a bit of a new leaf in recent times. He was still the same trickster he'd always been and his sense of humor was foul as ever, but he wasn't bad anymore. Virgil was proud of him.
"Thank you, Remus"