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[synanthrope]

What's that song?

That and rings that clash with everything. Seeing home wasn't really enough to keep trying them on was it?

What did you see?

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[Love with a human is, Chase has always found, painfully complex. So simple from his side; riven with problems in the communication of it between two people with different expectations. Here, he already knows his can't be met, not to the picturebook precedent he idealises. It's part of the reason - along with deference to her incapacity for it, along with acknowledgement of his own prior failure - that he'd warned himself off becoming involved at all.

It was her discomfort that prompted him to revoke that principle, too.

He's loved her (a less unspoken thing) for how uncomplicated she's made their time. So, whatever he says now, at the end of it it confuses something.]

I love you too.

[So why pretend.]

[synanthrope]

[It doesn't change anything else. Their time together will always be uncomplicated, in her view, their relationship unaffected by the rest of their world, by their relationships with other people.

She kisses him, then, on the mouth, and this time the sweetness in it isn't almost. It's actual, it's honest. There's truth, there.]

Stay here.

[Tonight. As if he were going anywhere else.]

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[He's recently set on the idea of trying to involve himself elsewhere (in ways other than those one-night things which have started to leave him hollow) to keep him from getting to deep here.

It's going to take him a while to reconcile that lack of success, but for now the headache gets put aside as he pushes himself up to meet her, elbows digging against the mattress.]

As long as you let me.

[And he's smiling into that kiss.]

[synanthrope]

As long as you like.

[She pauses]

It's circular, I know. For now, though, rest assured, I have no intention of seeing you out of my bed.

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We can resolve it sometime between now and the onset of muscle wastage.

[See, who else puts up with this kind of pillow talk.]

We've got a while.

[synanthrope]

You would get hungry.

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That's what take-out's for.

[synanthrope]

And the dumb waiter?

[She installed it recently, and its electric]

[intheblanks]

I assume that's to fill the time while you finish the robot butler.

[synanthrope]

I didn't know you wanted a robot.