behemoth, meet the opposition

[mrglam]

Sadde doesn't seem quite able to focus on homework at the moment. He's fidgeting, and sometimes stares off into space for long periods of time before James has to snap him out of it.

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[thinkering]

"Well, hopeless is overstating the case, but I'm definitely no longer in the oh-shit-Glam's-dying-and-I-didn't-kiss-them panic mode or its immediate aftermath."

[mrglam]

"As you've pointed o- whoa, head rush," he says, landing onto his bed again. "Anyway, as you've pointed out, you do not do things you weren't planning to do." He pauses, trying to organize his thoughts and remember why he started this argument. "Sssoooo..." He fails. "I'm sure you can draw appropriate conclusions about the appropriate conclusions I drew from this. Also I mostly meant hopeless now though if it isn't I'd definitely like to be told."

[thinkering]

"Hopeless is overstating the case," she repeats. "But maybe I just want to see what you do if I tell you that."

[mrglam]

"Oh my goooood you're so evil to me." He hugs the pillow again, and accidentally opens his eyes to look at it, causing it to disappear. He grabs a real pillow now, and hugs it instead, making more noises into it. "I have no idea what to dooooo, also I'm curious about things but I dunno how to phrase them."

[thinkering]

"I can be less evil, but this involves more conservative behavior in general and my guess was you'd prefer the evil. Curious about what things?"

[mrglam]

"Mmmm yeeeeeah evil is good. Though kisses are better. Unless it's kisses-and-then-not-evil, that's not better. Best is kisses-and-evil. Evil-and-kisses works as well." He lays back onto the bed, looking at the ceiling and hugging the pillow, then he closes his eyes. "Curious about. You know. Why."

[thinkering]

"Why what?"

[mrglam]

"I'm not sure. Why, why me? Or, why did- when, maybe is the better question, when you changed your mind. And how. And what. You know, I want to know the things you think, I like hearing the things you think."

[thinkering]

"I like you," she shrugs. "And it's not like I didn't seriously consider the proposition when you first told me you had a crush on me, it just hadn't come together yet, it's not so much a change of mind as a development of circumstance." Pause. "Would you seriously rather have me be evil to you and not kiss you over kissing you and not being evil to you?"

[mrglam]

"...I mean, I guess that depends on how I define 'evil' here. And, the way I define it, it's... pretty much just being, you know, you, more or less, maybe with slightly more effort put into the messing with me part. If you kissed me but then weren't evil, that'd... kinda mean... you weren't being you? Um. I'm confusing myself." Pause. "The thing where you could squish me if you felt like it," he starts, tentatively. "That was there before I told you I liked it and you started doing it more. It's- you know, kind of a consequence of you being you, so if that didn't happen anymore, that'd... mean... you're not... you?"

[thinkering]

"I think it's more a consequence of like, our comfort level with each other? And I'd back off if you didn't like it without that necessarily having implications about that comfort level."

[mrglam]

"Well. Then. It's kinda the same? I mean... what would it mean if you're comfortable enough to kiss me but not to be mean to me? Knowing that. I like it? Um? I may be refining my previous opinions, though, I think kisses may be better."

[thinkering]

"Might they."

[mrglam]

"Yeah. Yeah I'm- I'd definitely rather kisses."

[thinkering]

"Are you just saying that because you don't think it will jeopardize your access to evil?"

[mrglam]

"...partly? But also partly because, um. I really really want kisses and I'm thinking trading occasional evil with occasional or more frequent kisses is. Definitely. A good trade."

[thinkering]

"I'll take that under advisement."

[mrglam]

"Kisses-and-evil, though, definitely the better deal. Especially if the kisses start happening right now."

[thinkering]

"Aren't you impatient."

[mrglam]

He sits up and bounces a bit. "Somewhat! Ow, head rush." He falls back onto the bed.

[thinkering]

"Lie down. Bot's gonna bring you some juice and iron pills and snacks like you've been to the Red Cross, they're done with mop-up work now."

[mrglam]

"...and you could lie down with me. And kiss me. That'd be great. Juice, snacks, and kisses."

[thinkering]

"Oh, that's a bit escalating, there, lying down with you, what do you take me for." She opens the door to let a robot bearing comestibles in. "There. Recreate your blood supply."

[mrglam]

He takes comestibles. He sits up veeeery slowly. "You are teasing me," he says, squirming a bit and munching. "You can kiss me while I'm sitting up, that works as well."

[thinkering]

"Your mouth is full, don't be revolting."