IM JUST SAYING its pretty ironic that you got on my ass for asking if my girl selfd be hot when you and your guy selfve been popping eachothers weasels for a decade
[HE ISN'T SORRY AT ALL. He does stop harassing her, though, if only because he has a Very Important Question for her and forcing her to tell him to piss off would significantly reduce his likelihood of seeing that question answered.]
[He doesn't think she needs his reassurance or approval, buuuut he can't imagine that admitting to being in a relationship with yourself from a parallel universe is easy, so: HERE HE IS, going on the record as saying he doesn't give a damn so long as it's working out for her. He'd be lying if he said he didn't find it a little weird, but as a guy who died, came back to life, then got thrust into the role of defender of humanity by a baby with a desk job, he's hardly one to talk about anyone else's life being weird. That's without even mentioning the fact that he was seeing a fox demon-turned-sorta human up until recently.]
[She doesn't need his approval, no, but she's pleased to have it nonetheless. This is the first time in two decades she and Robert have ever had the chance to tell people about what they truly are. It's also the first time either of them have had anyone they cared enough to tell.
She lets that linger for a long few seconds, then adds:]
And he is very pleasing in all aspects of our life, a fact that I will emphatically deny I ever told you, should you repeat it outside of this conversation.
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He'd go for something far more sinister. Rosie, he'd call it, and refer to it with an alarming amount of affection.
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you know its supposed to be romantic right
like when bad guys talk to their weapons like that its supposed to sound like some really screwed up foreplay
[HE HAS NO IDEA]
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I'm very well aware. That doesn't change my answer, nor his inclination.
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UH]
wait so what youre saying is you and robert are...
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[Which is actually quite a nervewracking thing to admit. Perhaps that's why she fires the text off so quickly.]
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6/6 SORRY
[ALL RIGHT. OKAY. THIS IS A THING, APPARENTLY.]
THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL
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[HE ISN'T SORRY AT ALL. He does stop harassing her, though, if only because he has a Very Important Question for her and forcing her to tell him to piss off would significantly reduce his likelihood of seeing that question answered.]
does he make you happy
i mean overall not just in the sack
[HE'S TRYING]
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then hell
thats all that matters right
[He doesn't think she needs his reassurance or approval, buuuut he can't imagine that admitting to being in a relationship with yourself from a parallel universe is easy, so: HERE HE IS, going on the record as saying he doesn't give a damn so long as it's working out for her. He'd be lying if he said he didn't find it a little weird, but as a guy who died, came back to life, then got thrust into the role of defender of humanity by a baby with a desk job, he's hardly one to talk about anyone else's life being weird. That's without even mentioning the fact that he was seeing a fox demon-turned-sorta human up until recently.]
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[She doesn't need his approval, no, but she's pleased to have it nonetheless. This is the first time in two decades she and Robert have ever had the chance to tell people about what they truly are. It's also the first time either of them have had anyone they cared enough to tell.
She lets that linger for a long few seconds, then adds:]
And he is very pleasing in all aspects of our life, a fact that I will emphatically deny I ever told you, should you repeat it outside of this conversation.
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[aaand we're back]
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[Buddy, she's from 1909.]
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