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[allinhishands]

How refreshing to see a day for couples to spend together after two curses that could have torn them apart. I'm sure the young love floating through the air will appreciate the reprieve from disaster.

However, it wouldn't be suitable to get too comfortable.

[The strike of a match can be heard.]

Some of the most popular stories are romances that end in tragedy.

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Private/Voice

[worldofourown]

~True.

But they're all the better remembered because they are tragedies.

Private/Voice

[allinhishands]

That's right.

What the people want is something they will remember.

[deathofdelilah]

I suppose that's true..

[Awkward response is awkward]

[allinhishands]

Has your time of romance been enjoyable, Jezebel?

Private/Voice

[worldofourown]

And what could be more memorable than bitter reality?

[A chuckle.]

~Still. It's a little hypocritical. People prefer to watch from afar, than dare to experience the dangers of love first-hand. As if, somehow, that keeps them safer.

Private/Voice

[allinhishands]

So if one enjoys it but has experienced then they are no longer a hypocrite?

Private/Voice

[worldofourown]

~Of course. Then they are fellow sufferers. They take their rightful place onstage, rather than among the boorish spectators.

~All knowledge come with experience, after all.

Private/Voice

[allinhishands]

Then the question that rises to my mind is this:

Are you one who has suffered or a mere spectator?

Private/Voice

[worldofourown]

A sufferer.

[There's a trace of bitterness in his voice.]

Always a sufferer.

Private/Voice

[allinhishands]

Then you have earned your way onto this stage. Congratulations.

Private/Voice

[worldofourown]

~My thanks. [He sounds on the edge of laughter.]

Alas, it can be lonely in the limelight. The madman, Majnun, was nothing without without his black-haired Layla...

Private/Voice

[allinhishands]

Lonely, yes. But only if you allow yourself to drown in it.

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[worldofourown]

[He does laugh now, soft and amused.]

You make a point, good sir. But for some...

[A pause.]

For some, it can't be helped.

Private/Voice

[allinhishands]

I know. I have dealt with plenty like that.

[deathofdelilah]

To be honest, I had forgotten there was a holiday. [Until Cassian told him.]

[allinhishands]

Until Cassian failed to hide his post away from prying eyes.

[deathofdelilah]

Oh? I hadn't seen such a thing. [Thank God for locked threads.]

[allinhishands]

No? I wasn't aware that I raised an unobservant son.

How disappointing.

[deathofdelilah]

I have been busy and haven't looked at the Network.

[allinhishands]

Of course you have.

[He isn't doubting that at all.]

[deathofdelilah]

[He knows it, but at least now he doesn't have to awkwardly say what he was really doing.]

The laboratory keeps me preoccupied. Besides, this holiday is foolish.

[allinhishands]

And if Cassian does not agree?

[deathofdelilah]

He is usually amenable to what I wish.

[allinhishands]

Visit me later.

I would like to have a discussion about lies.

[deathofdelilah]

...very well, then.