"No no, it's nothing like that; it's just.." Wilbur glanced at Peleus, then at the rogue, and Tommy understood instantly. Whatever he wanted to say, he couldn't while Roulette was in ear-shot. It made sense, he supposed. The man was known for selling information to the highest bidder, after all.


He's not so sure how much of a market there is for Tommy's information; but he appreciates the thought.


Thankfully, Roulette seemed to get the hint; because he adjusts his suspenders. "Guess that's my cue, eh? See you around, kid." He ruffled Tommy's hair, and neatly dodged the hand he sent flying to smack him away. Then he made his way past Wilbur and Peleus, whistling on his way down to the elevators.


Once they heard the elevator doors shut, Wilbur was rushing forwards with anxiety in every step. Arms wrapped around his shoulders as the hero drags him into a hug. "Are you alright?? I'm sorry I didn't walk you back to your room, I should've just gone with you-"


"What? Wilbur no- it's ok." Peleus stiffened a bit. "I'm fine. I just..Needed a breather, I guess."


"Are you sure? We got a-"


"He knows your name?" Peleus interjected, and they both looked over.


Wilbur smiled sheepishly, and he released Tommy from the hug. "Uh, yeah, he does..I may have um- given him my identity a bit early."


"A bit ?" Peleus repeated, and the hero grumbled while pinching the bridge of his nose. "I swear- you and Charon are so bad at keeping secrets."


Wilbur's face flushed a bright blue. "Wh- Hey, it's not my fault!"


"It literally is your fault." Peleus deadpanned, and Tommy had to bite back a startled laugh at his bluntness. "Wil, he hasn't even been here for 90 days yet. Why the heck would you give him your identity?"


"He saved me from the tower when it started to collapse." Wilbur shrugged like it wasn't a big deal. "I think that gives him the right to know my identity a bit earlier than normal."


"You still should've followed protocol." Peleus mumbles, but just sighs with a shake of his head. "Whatever. It's not my identity. Let's just get the kid back to his room. Enderchest is still pinging us."


"Wait- Enderchest?" Tommy frowned. "What do you mean?"


The two heroes shared a quick look before Wilbur spoke up. "Well..We've been getting alerts from Ranboo's cat that something was wrong in the apartment. And since both of them were still at the shoot, we assumed it was for you. She's worried about you."


"..Oh." He chewed on his cheek as the guilt of pushing her away settled on his shoulders again. He's starting to get used to the feeling. "Um..Well, I'm sorry I made you worry. I'm fine; I promise."


Wilbur grimaced. "..Are you, though? You can always talk to me if-"


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