[He’ll look at them and then pocket them. And then gives him a bit of an odd look at the question, but mostly because, well, he doesn’t make those kind of statements lightly? Be kinda shitty to back out now.]
Not me. I know someone who is, and I need your help to keep people on track to vote for them. The person who helped Emet-Selch is going to protect them.
So no matter what anything else looks like, we have to vote for them specifically.
I'm sorry, Taako. [He sounds sincere. One of his hands curls over Taako's wringing ones.] Unfortunately, it's a little complicated; it has to be done early. They didn't know we would make the mistake of doing that to Bucky.
We need to vote for Miss Ruler.
But I want to talk to you again after tomorrow. After we've looked around to see what all has happened. Just to make sure this is still the plan.
I mean, fuck it, I happen to have most of my limbs so I’ll probably have to do it next week, so.
[Shrug! He looks over at the question though, but then just rudely rolls his eyes a bit.]
When have I ever cared about being honest, my guy.
[. . . Then he sighs out and does another massive shrug.]
Look, I— I dunno? Don’t really have room to be okay or not okay. Time is all running out and stuff, there’s shit that has to get done, cahoots to be made, shenanigans to unfold. I guess I’ve been through worse. I can’t bitch about it. Shouldn’t even be afraid of dying, but here I am, being a huge baby about it. And if I’m not okay, she’s gonna fall apart, so yeah. I’m okay.
I don't think you're the only one, Taako, even if it feels like it. I told Lup, and I'll tell you, too: more than half the people here don't care if you're scared, or if you cry, or if you're worried.
In fact, they'd probably care more if you weren't any of those things.
And I'll tell you a juicy secret: I'm afraid of dying, too. Because there's a lot at stake. Because I don't want to hurt her if something happens. But...
I think we'll be all right, if we can ease things into going according to plan. And we have another week. That's enough. You don't have to be afraid alone.
I’m certainly not going to cry. And I don’t exactly care what other people are or aren’t concerned about when it comes to my feelings, you know. Think I’ve made clear enough that I am what I am, and you aren’t going to change me at this point in the ballgame.
You say that, but you kinda do, right? You want a peek inside those sweet, squishy feelings of mine. You’re all weirdly desperate for it. You’re just like friggin’ Magnus like that.
I don't have to get a peek. I already know they're there. You aren't very different from my former employer in that regard. But it's not my business...
[Also, Lup told on him, but he does not say this because he promised he wouldn't.]
I'm not sure if she knows, but she doesn't from me. I will look the other way if you decide to tell her, unless... you planned to get her back from before.
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‘Sup, homie?
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There are two for her, and two for you.
You said you would help me before. Are you still willing to help me now?
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[He’ll look at them and then pocket them. And then gives him a bit of an odd look at the question, but mostly because, well, he doesn’t make those kind of statements lightly? Be kinda shitty to back out now.]
Yeah. What’s up? Are you— Doing a thing?
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[He knows how Lup can be sometimes, okay.]
Not me. I know someone who is, and I need your help to keep people on track to vote for them. The person who helped Emet-Selch is going to protect them.
So no matter what anything else looks like, we have to vote for them specifically.
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[He looks at his hands for a few seconds, wringing them together.]
But. Sure. Okay. I’ll follow your lead.
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We need to vote for Miss Ruler.
But I want to talk to you again after tomorrow. After we've looked around to see what all has happened. Just to make sure this is still the plan.
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Made her do the honors this week, huh? Really carrying us through this whole thing.
[Sighing out, dropping his hands to straighten out his clothes, then neatening up his braid.]
Sure. Yeah. I’ll pencil you in.
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[The playfulness is a little dried up this time, though, considering.]
Thank you. I've already asked this, but are you okay? Be honest.
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[Shrug! He looks over at the question though, but then just rudely rolls his eyes a bit.]
When have I ever cared about being honest, my guy.
[. . . Then he sighs out and does another massive shrug.]
Look, I— I dunno? Don’t really have room to be okay or not okay. Time is all running out and stuff, there’s shit that has to get done, cahoots to be made, shenanigans to unfold. I guess I’ve been through worse. I can’t bitch about it. Shouldn’t even be afraid of dying, but here I am, being a huge baby about it. And if I’m not okay, she’s gonna fall apart, so yeah. I’m okay.
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In fact, they'd probably care more if you weren't any of those things.
And I'll tell you a juicy secret: I'm afraid of dying, too. Because there's a lot at stake. Because I don't want to hurt her if something happens. But...
I think we'll be all right, if we can ease things into going according to plan. And we have another week. That's enough. You don't have to be afraid alone.
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I'm aware. I don't think anyone wants to change you, Taako.
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[He. Knows a lot of people like that.]
Whatever. Does Lup know? Should I tell her?
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[Also, Lup told on him, but he does not say this because he promised he wouldn't.]
I'm not sure if she knows, but she doesn't from me. I will look the other way if you decide to tell her, unless... you planned to get her back from before.
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Maybe next time. Think it'll be easier with at least three people knowing who to push the vote for, right?