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Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ 8( ]

. . . I've got a bitch of a headache. That's genuinely all I know.

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

[grumbles inarticulately and puts an equally firm kiss on his forehead, like he can banish it that way (he probably can't)]

If there's anything to be done for the situation with available tools, you will have done it.

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ He knows for a fact that you have the same headache, bud. His hold on Charon just tightens a little. ]

I hope that's true.

You'll tell me, one way or the other...?

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

I will. I don't know when I can confirm anything for certain, but--I will.

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

Alright.

[ He seems mollified by this much, in the meantime ]

Thank you.

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

Thank you.

[it's sighed out, into the dark -- 4 am is, wildly, a long way away still. he lets go of Minuet's face so he can pull him close again.]

Think you can sleep properly, after that...?

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

Won't know til I try.

... Can you?

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

Maybe...

[honest, but it's not a no]

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ Ha ha ha . . . ]

Let's at least try.

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

[slides a hand into Minuet's hair so he can gently tug Minuet's face down into his shoulder, fingers working a little against his scalp]

All right.

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ He drags Charon down farther, without dislodging his own place on that shoulder. So they're at least sprawled out properly on the bed.

His hold on Charon is a little more urgent and possessive than the peaceful situation dictates. ]

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

[soft, after a minute]

What's wrong?

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ He goes still for a moment, not entirely sure what prompted the question -- then realizes his grip and deliberately relaxes it.

Metal hand, too. Damn. ]

Sorry.

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

It's all right.

[peers up at him, though. still waiting for an answer]

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ His mouth presses into a thin line while he debates what to say here ]

. . . He said something I didn't like. That's all.

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

He...does that.

What was it?

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

When I was in there, he referred to it as "his territory."

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

[oh]

And...you take offense to that?

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ IT'S HIS TURN TO BE THE CAT ON THE COUNTER WITH THE HAM SANDWICH

faces god and walks backwards into hell ]

... Yes.

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

[considers how far he wants to interrogate this.

decides: pretty far when it's specifically someone he plays consensual mindmeld chicken with every handful of days, actually]

I can think of multiple reasons you wouldn't like it; but do you know why?

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

Your life -- your mind -- are not his.

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

[casts his eyes down a moment]

I--did sell them to him. In a manner of speaking.

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ KINDA BRISTLES TBH ]

I don't care.

Your life doesn't belong to anyone but you.

Re: [night 61]

[endsjustified]

[low, thoughtful]

...sometimes you're almost too ready to champion me.

Re: [night 61]

[featherduster]

[ Accusingly ]

As you are with me.