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[evocation]

[She scoffs, nudging his side.]

I mean I haven't been great at keeping friends before getting here.

[withmeinparadise]

Seems like you do okay now.

[evocation]

Yeah, maybe. Or maybe you guys just put up with me.

[She nudges his side.]

I'm glad you're back to normal.

[withmeinparadise]

[ He snorts, poking her in the side with his finger. ]

Like me better like this, huh?

[evocation]

Yeah, you're less...

[She hesitates, then her lips quirk up.]

Slimy.

[withmeinparadise]

Slimy.

[evocation]

Slimy. Like a used car salesman. And you were totally obsessed with Nate.

[withmeinparadise]

I wasn't obsessed with him.

[ Amused, a little indignant. ]

[evocation]

Oh my God, yes you were. I'm surprised you didn't have a shrine.

[withmeinparadise]

I was his agent. I hear they gotta think about their clients once in a while.

[evocation]

Mm, that was more than once in a while, Sam. What did you do for fun? Plan more Nate campaigns?

[withmeinparadise]

[ i mean, probably ]

What was I supposed to do for fun? Sit around, watch TV with his boyfriend?

[evocation]

Get your own boyfriend? Or girlfriend. Or like, knit. I don't know.

[withmeinparadise]

I look like the knitting type to you?

[evocation]

It'd be cute. You could make little pirate scarves.

[withmeinparadise]

What am I supposed to do with 'little pirate scarves'?

[evocation]

Wear them. Duh.

[She pulls away a bit, just enough to get a better look at his face.]

Are you okay though? Seriously.

[withmeinparadise]

Don't worry about me.

[ He's fine! He's fine. Everything's normal, he definitely isn't bothered by remembering getting crushed to death or seeing her die or watching his brother fall apart or being blackmailed or getting his ass beat by a member of the secret police! ]

What about you?

[evocation]

We always talk about me. I wanna talk about you.

[withmeinparadise]

What's there to talk about? Turns out my alter ego likes a sport coat.

[evocation]

Sam. Come on. It sucked. I'm worried about you.

[withmeinparadise]

You don't gotta be. Sure, it sucked, but I came out okay.

[evocation]

You say that about everything.

[Which means she knows it's a deflection tactic. She sighs, her voice softening.]

I care about you, you know? You can talk to me.

[withmeinparadise]

Because it's true.

[ Especially if you're a filthy liar. He gives her one of those crooked smiles of his. ]

I'm not exactly on the verge of a nervous breakdown here.

[evocation]

[Alas, Kyna is not charmed.]

You're not okay about everything all the time, Sam, even if you want me to think you are.