[ Okay, that is definitely eerie, but March has dealt with so many intimidating people who just do not use their manners that she does not sit down. Only the crew gets to get away with that, so she just stares at him. ]
Usually when you want someone to do something, you say "please."
You keep looking out for others, but...why were you alone with me, especially in that state? Why not with your friends? Your loved ones? Just this old guide...
[He rubs at his eyebrow, a little distant.]
You just seemed...more alone than any person should be. [...] I admit. I have been cross with you. You simplify me and make me seem shallow in ways that I can't even tolerate.
[A shake of the head.]
It isn't about...pretty girls, and whatnot. All I thought was..."You shouldn't be abandoned like this plushie is."
[ Well, that's a level of sincerity she didn't expect, and March sits there for a few seconds before she meets his eyes. ]
It's called teasing, you know? I don't actually think you've got some kind of weakness for pretty girls, but I also didn't think you'd talk to me properly if I didn't poke at you a little. So that's on me.
[ it's probably an apology. ]
But I thought that about you too, when I saw you. You looked like you were going to fade away with the shadows when I saw you sitting there and I didn't like the thought of you looking that alone. So I butted in.
[ As ever. It's what she does. ]
... I'm bad at minding my own business, I get that. But I guess maybe you're also not that great at it, either. [ If he'd thought he couldn't leave her alone. ]
Well, I don't mind that in a person, though. But fine, I do think you care about Malkuth more than you're letting on. And that's probably complicated, but I don't think you're here to mess with her feelings, which is the most important part to me.
[ She twists the straw a little, between her fingers. ]
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[ I'm sorry did you want her to say anything else ]
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[(roland voice) suffer as i have]
Don't give me easy bait.
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[ With a sigh, before she moves to stand up. ]
Anyway, enjoy your coffee.
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Don't leave just yet, March 7th. Sit down.
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Usually when you want someone to do something, you say "please."
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[His voice scratches on his tongue, like that of an old ghost.]
Please. Please sit down.
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[ The sigh does not actually leave her throat this time and she moves back to her chair, plunking down into it. ]
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[The light from his eyes dies down a little.]
Do you still have it? The plushie.
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March 7th. Why do you think I helped you that day?
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You keep looking out for others, but...why were you alone with me, especially in that state? Why not with your friends? Your loved ones? Just this old guide...
[He rubs at his eyebrow, a little distant.]
You just seemed...more alone than any person should be. [...] I admit. I have been cross with you. You simplify me and make me seem shallow in ways that I can't even tolerate.
[A shake of the head.]
It isn't about...pretty girls, and whatnot. All I thought was..."You shouldn't be abandoned like this plushie is."
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It's called teasing, you know? I don't actually think you've got some kind of weakness for pretty girls, but I also didn't think you'd talk to me properly if I didn't poke at you a little. So that's on me.
[ it's probably an apology. ]
But I thought that about you too, when I saw you. You looked like you were going to fade away with the shadows when I saw you sitting there and I didn't like the thought of you looking that alone. So I butted in.
[ As ever. It's what she does. ]
... I'm bad at minding my own business, I get that. But I guess maybe you're also not that great at it, either. [ If he'd thought he couldn't leave her alone. ]
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[He rolls his thumb over the side of his cup in front of him, a little pensive. Fading away with the shadows...that's him, alright.]
Oh, believe me. I don't like people. If I can help it, I won't. But what can I do.
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Well, I don't mind that in a person, though. But fine, I do think you care about Malkuth more than you're letting on. And that's probably complicated, but I don't think you're here to mess with her feelings, which is the most important part to me.
[ She twists the straw a little, between her fingers. ]
And I'm grateful for your help back then, too.