Eh. [she rubs at her arm. it's not about her.] Not as close as him and Bixing. That's more who I'm worried about.
[...] The way he talks about you makes me think the sun must shine out of your ass, so I'm going to believe him and trust you'll take care of Bixing while he's fucked up over this.
I don't either, considering how much of an asshole you are. [but here's the thing, there's no malice in it. she's teasing, in her way, like the verbal equivalent of nudging him with her elbow.]
People don't like Harrowhark either. [...] There's always someone who gets you more than anybody else does.
[ he leans and grabs a small handball from one of the baskets in the gym, just turning it in his hands before giving it a toss upwards, testing its weight. ]
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gideon exhales slow.]
Yop. [...] How close were you and him?
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[ zhanlu just keeps playing soft little songs as maybe a way to say he is happy or just trying to soothe everyone here. ]
... Was teaching me how to cook here and there... he doesn't drain me like most people.
[ he digs his heel in. ] You were close.
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she tilts her head back.]
Eh. [she rubs at her arm. it's not about her.] Not as close as him and Bixing. That's more who I'm worried about.
[...] The way he talks about you makes me think the sun must shine out of your ass, so I'm going to believe him and trust you'll take care of Bixing while he's fucked up over this.
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[ as he just shoves his hand into his pocket and lights a cigarette between his lips. he takes a moment to mull it over, brows drawn tight. ]
Somehow it's just never stopped. He... understands more than I can say.
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People don't like Harrowhark either. [...] There's always someone who gets you more than anybody else does.
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Funny how that works.
Sometimes you think it's better if no one understands.
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[she looks down at her hands.]
Sometimes it's not, though. Sometimes that's all you want.
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[ he leans and grabs a small handball from one of the baskets in the gym, just turning it in his hands before giving it a toss upwards, testing its weight. ]
Say more?
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I mean, yeah. I guess who doesn't want someone all to themselves that understands them, right?
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But the right person shows up. Even if you hardly want them to at first.
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Well, that's the part I don't have experience with. She didn't show up so much as I can't remember a time without her.
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[ a huff ]
I met Bixing long after I quit working for the Union. He had to grow on me. Like a fungus.
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I think he just does that. [but it's fond.] ... He's done a lot for me and didn't even ask for anything in return.
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It's why he came to me for the money. He was ready to sell both his arms for the chance of giving his kids something more.