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Would you have given me more benefit of the doubt before that, too?
Not really. It was impulsive and a little callous, but not particularly cruel, as far as I know.
What were you even trying to do?
What were you even trying to do?
Just get some things that my friend needed. I wasn't trying to be cruel with the notebook.
I know you weren't trying to be.
[Extremely mild. She was, though.]
And that seemed like the best way to get it because...?
[Extremely mild. She was, though.]
And that seemed like the best way to get it because...?
Do you really care why?
[Telling the truth - to herself and to others, using a mix of her own insight and other people's insight that's felt like it rings true - gets a little easier each time. But if her reasons don't really matter to him, she'd just as soon give a flippant non-answer.]
[Telling the truth - to herself and to others, using a mix of her own insight and other people's insight that's felt like it rings true - gets a little easier each time. But if her reasons don't really matter to him, she'd just as soon give a flippant non-answer.]
Yes.
I can't promise I'll agree it was a good idea, but I do want to know.
I can't promise I'll agree it was a good idea, but I do want to know.
Oh, that's fine; I just didn't want to tell you if you were planning to be rude about it.
I wanted to prove to my friend that I could get her whatever she needed, and show her that I can be useful around the ship. I didn't want to involve anybody else - yet - because she'd just arrived, like, two hours earlier, and I didn't feel like sharing her. I wanted it to be something we did together, just the two of us.
I wanted to prove to my friend that I could get her whatever she needed, and show her that I can be useful around the ship. I didn't want to involve anybody else - yet - because she'd just arrived, like, two hours earlier, and I didn't feel like sharing her. I wanted it to be something we did together, just the two of us.
I--
No. At first I thought it might have, but I don't think it did.
No. At first I thought it might have, but I don't think it did.
I can be.
[His voice is a little muzzy, but warm.]
What's happened?
[His voice is a little muzzy, but warm.]
What's happened?
[Oh, he is glad he called: he already feels better, just hearing Jedao's voice. His own tone is warming.]
I did wake you up. I'm sorry....
I, ah. Wondered if it would be okay if I came over and just -- leaned on you for a little while.
I did wake you up. I'm sorry....
I, ah. Wondered if it would be okay if I came over and just -- leaned on you for a little while.
It's alright. I like you more than sleep.
I'm in James' cabin now, 8-09, but he's next door with Raylan. I'd appreciate the company, really.
I'm in James' cabin now, 8-09, but he's next door with Raylan. I'd appreciate the company, really.
[Softly] I'll be over soon. Thank you.
[It takes him a few minutes; he'd been up on the deck, so there are a lot of stairs, and he's not going to run down them and make noise at this hour of the night.
He knocks on the door of 809 when he arrives, a quick double-rap of his knuckles against the heavy wood.]
[It takes him a few minutes; he'd been up on the deck, so there are a lot of stairs, and he's not going to run down them and make noise at this hour of the night.
He knocks on the door of 809 when he arrives, a quick double-rap of his knuckles against the heavy wood.]
Jedao lets him into the ship's cabin, all old wood and library books. Jedao wraps his arms around Gonou in a tight hug as soon as the door's closed behind him.
Gonou lets out a tiny surprised huff of breath at the hug, but, after a moment, slips his arms around Jedao's waist and tucks his chin down against his shoulder.
"Thank you for indulging me," he murmurs. It's embarrassing, having his feelings hurt like a child, over something that is objectively not even about him. But it still stings.
"Thank you for indulging me," he murmurs. It's embarrassing, having his feelings hurt like a child, over something that is objectively not even about him. But it still stings.
Jedao gives him a tighter little squeeze.
"I like this. It's cozy. I might start rolling dice to bother you random nights," Jedao muses.
"Do you want to talk about it, or do you want me to suck your dick about it, or do you want to see if we can cuddle in a hammock without anybody falling out?"
"I like this. It's cozy. I might start rolling dice to bother you random nights," Jedao muses.
"Do you want to talk about it, or do you want me to suck your dick about it, or do you want to see if we can cuddle in a hammock without anybody falling out?"
"You should," Gonou agrees. "Or just come bother me, no matter what the dice say. I--"
Suck your dick about it-- he huffs something almost like a laugh, heart squeezing painfully. He wants to claw his own skin off; he can't imagine feeling any less sexy than he does right now, but he still loves Jedao a little more for the casual ease of the offer. It's nice to be reminded that he doesn't have to be seen as his crimes first.
"Scientific curiosity says hammock first," he says, wry with the obvious excuse. "And let's talk about something else. I don't want to talk about it yet."
Maybe once he's had a little time to unwind, and possibly laugh about misplaced elbows while they try to fit into a hammock. But not yet.
Suck your dick about it-- he huffs something almost like a laugh, heart squeezing painfully. He wants to claw his own skin off; he can't imagine feeling any less sexy than he does right now, but he still loves Jedao a little more for the casual ease of the offer. It's nice to be reminded that he doesn't have to be seen as his crimes first.
"Scientific curiosity says hammock first," he says, wry with the obvious excuse. "And let's talk about something else. I don't want to talk about it yet."
Maybe once he's had a little time to unwind, and possibly laugh about misplaced elbows while they try to fit into a hammock. But not yet.
"You're taller, so you get in first?" Jedao speculates, eyeing the hammock thoughtfully. Flint sleeps there when he isn't with Raylan, so it's got to be firmly attached, at least.
Gonou flashes him a small, grateful smile, toes off his shoes beside the door, and tries sitting on the edge of the hammock with wary care.
It sags beneath him and dumps him ass-first into the center of the hammock with a stifled squawk and without either balance or dignity.
It sags beneath him and dumps him ass-first into the center of the hammock with a stifled squawk and without either balance or dignity.
He mostly manages to suppress a giggle but the corners of his eyes crinkle up.
"Well, that's one way to do it. Are you comfortable?"
"Well, that's one way to do it. Are you comfortable?"
"More or less," Gonou says, squirming into a vaguely more dignified position. "... you sleep in this? Mr Flint sleeps in this?"
How even.
How even.
"I kind of like it," Jedao admits. He gives the hammock a very careful, gentle nudge so that Gonou can feel it swaying back and forth. "Like that. It's...soothing?"
"I'd wake up netted like a fish," Gonou mutters, and attempts to make room in the hammock as its swaying slows to a stop.
"Here-- I do think we can fit."
"Here-- I do think we can fit."
Jedao gets a knee up into the hammock.
"Yeah - hold on there, the more weight I put in the more it'll tilt, but if you don't roll into me we should balance alright."
He reaches a hand over Gonou's body to grip the far side of the hammock, starting off as a brace that will turn later into a cling, and then shifts his weight, maneuvering quickly enough to avoid flipping anyone out, although he does end up sprawled somewhat heavily and unceremoniously on top of Gonou.
"Oops," he says, utterly unrepentant, and drops a kiss on Gonou's cheeks.
"Yeah - hold on there, the more weight I put in the more it'll tilt, but if you don't roll into me we should balance alright."
He reaches a hand over Gonou's body to grip the far side of the hammock, starting off as a brace that will turn later into a cling, and then shifts his weight, maneuvering quickly enough to avoid flipping anyone out, although he does end up sprawled somewhat heavily and unceremoniously on top of Gonou.
"Oops," he says, utterly unrepentant, and drops a kiss on Gonou's cheeks.
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