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[synanthrope]

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Time's running out. Someone will end up in trouble here. But not me.

Tick-tock. The question is who will win this? I'm not taking sides. Except my own.

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[intheblanks]

Anyone you want to invite?

[synanthrope]

No.

[intheblanks]

[He's going to question her on the point but catches himself, narrowing his eyes.]

They should be smart enough to take care of themselves?

[synanthrope]

Ideally.

[She says it casually]

Does that bother you?

[intheblanks]

Not really. [It's been long enough that it almost seems like the more reasonable option - not that it sways his own mind.] I'm fine with you keeping just the one liability around.

[synanthrope]

If someone I know needs a place, they know they can ask me.

[And it's true.]

[intheblanks]

[And it's enough.]

Do you think there's a possibility these rebels are for real?

[synanthrope]

Here? Yes.

[intheblanks]

[He sighs, less than sure. Tucks his chin against her shoulder.]

Where else?

[synanthrope]

I like specificity.

[intheblanks]

In that case. [He kisses her cheek.] I wasn't talking about the Rebel Alliance. Wasn't talking about the Bowie song. Wasn't talking about Orwell's Brotherhood. I just can't figure out how the ones, here, have the power they say they have.

[synanthrope]

You know I don't understand humor.

[intheblanks]

You know that just means I can make terrible jokes with impunity.

[synanthrope]

[She tilts her head. Time for a change of topic]

I'm ready to be monogamous.

[intheblanks]

[It's perhaps fortunate that his head is ducked down against her. She misses the full range of expressions his face works through and just gets the wide, questioning eyes he looks up with.]

[synanthrope]

[She waits a moment.]

I suspect you can provide my full sexual satisfaction.

[intheblanks]

This is about the... gay thing.

[synanthrope]

No.

[intheblanks]

[Really? Because it may have been very close to what he was going to ask earlier.]

Then why now? Not that I'm - I'm not... complaining...

[synanthrope]

Because now is when I considered it.

[And that's the truth.]

[intheblanks]

[It's not that he doesn't believe her - it's that the timing seems coincidental.]

I was going to ask how you felt about it, but pretending it never happened was getting in the way. [He clears his throat of something imaginary but firmly stuck.] I'm not gay... or, lesbian... but I love you.

[synanthrope]

I know your sexual proclivities.

[She shrugs]

Are you all right with monogamy?

[intheblanks]

You are my sexual proclivity. Almost entirely, for months now.

[There is that small issue of an almost, but yes, all right with it may be understating the case.]

[synanthrope]

Good, then we don't have an issue, do we?

[intheblanks]

[He has an issue. Because it's really hard not to smile like an idiot right now and opening his mouth is just going to be further proof of the fact. So he reaches to squeeze her hand.]