Sure, I'm sure. Like, who knows, maybe he would've brought it up eventually? Possib -- pro-probably.
[ It's hard to say, actually, since Jack barely seems to know what he wants anymore. It appears to vary from moment to moment. The look he's giving Rhys now isn't betraying anything. ]
[ He isn't, psychologically, so it's clearly hyperbole and/or a crash of his self-esteem. The moments of weakness he has, he analyzes obsessively. Especially lately, with sleep so elusive. ]
...n-not exactly where I was, but. Backpedaling, maybe.
Because you're too hard on yourself? You're much stronger now than you used to be, even if we're comparing you to the you that first came here and not... douchey you.
If you were still the same person you used to be, I'd be more inclined to push you to remove Jack. But as you are, I don't just trust you to handle it - I trust you to identify if you can't, and to take action.
[ Rhys looks for Jack during the hug, a bit rusty with his full-sized, on-again-off-again presence. But he's gone, in no mood to listen to the kidlets rip on him.
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Okay, that breaks the tension a bit, because nothing would be worse than that. Rhys has to laugh, in a scandalized sort of way. ]
No! Jeez, absolutely not. And not just because he's a hologram!
[ In case that wasn't, y'know, clear.
'And we are all incredibly thankful for that.' As undeniably sexy as he is, Jack really doesn't need to hear it from Rhys.
No, he totally does, but. Not in that kind of context. ]
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I'm actually judging you a little bit simply because I thought this was plausible.
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[ Good plan: turn this back on her, she will totally forget about the Other Thing. Totally!! ]
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[ JACK, WHO'S JACK ]
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[ True, he did. Doesn't stop Jack from glowering at him a little. Pepperidge Farm remembers, Rees. ]
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[ S M I L E ]
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--- itwasnthisidea.
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[ wait
oh NO ]
You mean Jack?
...are you sure?
[ BECAUSE HE CAN BE VERY MANIPULATIVE AND ]
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[ It's hard to say, actually, since Jack barely seems to know what he wants anymore. It appears to vary from moment to moment. The look he's giving Rhys now isn't betraying anything. ]
But. I wanted it. So bad it was pathetic.
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[ A++ COMFORT ANGEL ]
Which is part of why you're awesome now. You've been through - and learned - so much! You aren't some dumb blind fanboy any more.
Er... except when you're around Alfie, I suppose. [NUDGE NUDGE]
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[ He isn't, psychologically, so it's clearly hyperbole and/or a crash of his self-esteem. The moments of weakness he has, he analyzes obsessively. Especially lately, with sleep so elusive. ]
...n-not exactly where I was, but. Backpedaling, maybe.
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If you were still the same person you used to be, I'd be more inclined to push you to remove Jack. But as you are, I don't just trust you to handle it - I trust you to identify if you can't, and to take action.
You're still a dork, though.
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[ He may not sound especially confident, but he still has confidence in Angel and her judgement, at least. He nudges her back, finally. ]
I'm surprised you didn't push me into that pit. I was that bad.
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[ She is kind of delighted that she isn't the only one who used to be a complete fuck ok LET HER LIVE ]
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Old enough to know better.
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[ IF SHE HUGS WHILE SHE TEASES IT'S FINE RIGHT ]
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He'll be back. He will always, always be back. ]
A literal infant, OBViously.
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[ God she is so effing glad she can rip on him again without meaning it ]
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...hey, is Dumpy mad at me?
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[ She scrunches said nose in response. She'd counter-boop, but the Dumpy situation demands her full attention. ]
I don't think he's mad. Is he? I mean, you did steal his blue guy and didn't hug him after, but...
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He gently touches the babby on Angel's pillow. ]
Hey. Hey, buddy...?
[ Dumpy lights up and rises immediately, though he doesn't make a noise. Le GASP. ]
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[ She looks from Dumpy to Rhys and back. THIS IS A DELICATE MOMENT. ]
Less yelling, more hugs. That Rhys.
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Dumpy silently approaches,
slowly,
and just nestles into Rhys's chest.
Then starts screaming.
Not that it matters. Rhys' heart has already melted, and he hugs the wee botlet. ]
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[ Time to muffle the screams with a GROUP HUGGU ]