Gavin texts him, short and clipped.

That's a big ask, Choi.

the reply is quick after it'sseen

I know.

Though his fingers tighten around the phone and his features slip to a scowl, the reply is clipped and without emotion.

What do you want?

this reply comes slower. the bubble pops up and erases multiple times.

i just need you to know that it won't be what it looks like.

Gavin's reply comes too quick, frustration evident.

That's real fucking reassuring. You're not gonna give me more than that?`

the pen writes. then it sits and blinks and blinks and blinks. then.

i don't think i can be any use to you now. i'm going to step back and play nice.

this is followed quickly by

i'm getting sick again. without necrozma to prevent my mental and physical failings the deterioration has started.

What do you mean by 'play nice?'

After this, Gavin starts and stops typing several times.

He never sends another message.

you know what i mean by 'play nice'

gavin should know that exactly. chu-e had tried to do it once before, years ago. under a different man when he was a different person.

i'm so tired. even like this i'm so, so tired.

I see.

Have you talked to the boss?

I've only talked with you

Are you going to talk to him? To anyone?