[Yeah, this was a mistake. A big one. Ephemera shakes his head. He was trying to right this one small thing, because it was a start. It was simple and it was supposed to be easy, except that Ephemera is fairly certain he's just made things worse.
He shouldn't have said that about Washington. Should've forgotten he'd read the damn file in the first place.]
Keep it. Trade it, throw it out, do whatever you want.
[He doesn't want to come any closer or risk their hands touching if he takes it back. It's stupid and irrational and Ephemera knows it, but sometimes he gets twitchy and can't stand the thought of letting anyone close enough to pull a knife on him. Not when he's out of armor.
He tried to apologize. It didn't work, so he'll go away. There's still a chance that could be simple.]
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He shouldn't have said that about Washington. Should've forgotten he'd read the damn file in the first place.]
Both?
[Yeah. That. Ephemera backs up another step.]
You won't see me again.
[He'll avoid her. He'll be careful about it.]
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[She offers the wine back.]
Don't worry. I'm not gonna fuck with you, either.
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Keep it. Trade it, throw it out, do whatever you want.
[He doesn't want to come any closer or risk their hands touching if he takes it back. It's stupid and irrational and Ephemera knows it, but sometimes he gets twitchy and can't stand the thought of letting anyone close enough to pull a knife on him. Not when he's out of armor.
He tried to apologize. It didn't work, so he'll go away. There's still a chance that could be simple.]
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