"It's a muscle, isn't it? They get stronger with exercise." Which is just another way of saying the same thing, really.
"It took you awhile to come around to it. That of course it wouldn't be the same love, but it could still be love. I don't think I could have convinced him in a few days even if he'd let me try, but I wanted to."
"Maybe he'd have been less miserable if he were up for a completely loveless blowjob, that's all I'm saying," Jedao insists, just a tiny bit tongue in cheek.
"I did like him, though. Mostly because I could see you in him, just...harsher. Still, though."
"Ah, maybe so, but even I'm not up for a completely loveless blowjob." There's a tiny bit of teasing in his voice in turn. "But it's all right if you liked him, you know. He was me, so I'm the one who can be really judgmental."
"I'll feel a little less guilty about sullying your innocence with that kiss, then."
He laughs softly, and slides down just enough to tuck his head under Jedao's chin with a sigh. Barely awake and he's already feeling tired again (also aching, nauseous, weak and a little dizzy: he's decided he dislikes death tolls.)
"It would only feel right if you knew me," he murmurs, looking down at his half-empty teacup. "And all of that would ruin the mood terribly."
"Mm. Really, I just wanted a kiss, in case I ruined the timeline," Gonou admits. "But I'm glad it helped him."
He sighs a little, eyes half-closing, before remembering something and glancing up.
"Ah-- do you see the cat?" He points up at a little brass statue of a cat sitting on the shelf beside Kanan's cabinet. "Before you go, you should pet its head. I'm curious...."
He isn't quite sure that it's going to actually cause anything to happen, but he wouldn't put it past Xie Lian to send him a message that's both a metaphor and literal.
"I'd probably still be sleeping off my injuries if you hadn't helped heal me anyway," Jedao points out. "And James and I are experimenting with trust. I can be here for a little while more."
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"He thought I didn't have a heart big enough to love anyone else. I think hearts grow when you let people into them."
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"It took you awhile to come around to it. That of course it wouldn't be the same love, but it could still be love. I don't think I could have convinced him in a few days even if he'd let me try, but I wanted to."
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He casts Jedao a sidelong glance, a little wry, a little amused. "I think I'm a little glad, because I didn't like him very much."
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"I did like him, though. Mostly because I could see you in him, just...harsher. Still, though."
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He laughs softly, and slides down just enough to tuck his head under Jedao's chin with a sigh. Barely awake and he's already feeling tired again (also aching, nauseous, weak and a little dizzy: he's decided he dislikes death tolls.)
"It would only feel right if you knew me," he murmurs, looking down at his half-empty teacup. "And all of that would ruin the mood terribly."
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"Don't feel guilty. You did him no harm and made him feel -" Less alone, less afraid, less freakish. "- brave."
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He sighs a little, eyes half-closing, before remembering something and glancing up.
"Ah-- do you see the cat?" He points up at a little brass statue of a cat sitting on the shelf beside Kanan's cabinet. "Before you go, you should pet its head. I'm curious...."
He isn't quite sure that it's going to actually cause anything to happen, but he wouldn't put it past Xie Lian to send him a message that's both a metaphor and literal.
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Jedao strokes Gonou's hair. "You sleep. I'll stay."
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