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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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mrglam

He rolls to the side so he's staring at the ceiling, his arms extended to his sides. He moves them as if he's making a snow angel.

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thinkering

She waves, and, after a bot confirms that no one is going to peer in and see a disheveled Sadde shirtless on his bed when she opens the door, departs.

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mrglam

And he does very much need a shower after that. And something occurs to him in the shower. So after the shower he flies to her workshop.

Slightly anxious/desperate knocking.

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thinkering

"She's mid-fugue," says a guard bot.

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mrglam

Squirm. "How long 'til it ends?"

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thinkering

"I'll interrupt her at seven for dinner if she doesn't come out of it on her own before then. In a minor emergency I can interrupt her between bots in twelve minutes and in a major emergency I can interrupt her now."

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mrglam

He thinks about it for a full ten seconds before saying, "It's neither. I'll- can you email me when she's out?"

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thinkering

"Sure."

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mrglam

"Okay."

He returns to his room, and does the flying equivalent of pacing for a while before getting bored and deciding to read. Then he decides he's too antsy to read, and browses. Then some more pacing, and more browsing.

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thinkering

A little before seven, he gets an email: She's having dinner.

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mrglam

And in less than a minute he's at the door.

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thinkering

The bots let him in. Lorica's having a pita, with her helmet slightly flipped up but not off as usual. "Hi?"

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mrglam

"Your dad is on the team," he moans.

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thinkering

"...Yeah?"

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mrglam

"How am I going to look him in the eye, oh god, he's going to know, what will I say, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

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thinkering

"...You're going to not look him in the eye because he, like me, goes around in a souped-up motorcycle helmet all the time and the fact that he has eyes won't come up unless I bring you home for dinner; and I certainly hope you were not planning to say how many square inches of me you've now put your mouth on, say something other than that, but what are you imagining you have to say at all?"

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mrglam

His mouth opens and closes a few times, like it had earlier. "Nothing, I guess. It's just, I think usually when you kiss a girl you don't already know her father. Or work with him." Pause. Breeeeathe. "Not freaking out. I'm not freaking out. I'm cool. Cool."

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thinkering

"When we do get around to having the vocabulary conversation I think he's entitled to know if I have a boyfriend," she mentions. "At which time he may see fit to take you aside, note that if you hurt me and he doesn't manage to make you regret it the first time the Birdcage couldn't hold him, and then proceed to probably not mention it unless I express dissatisfaction of some kind."

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mrglam

"...okay. That's strangely comforting." Pause. "Um. Do you wanna have the vocabulary conversation? I mean, I didn't think it significant after the expectation conversation, but?"

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thinkering

"It's significant to the extent that Dad's entitled to know if I have a boyfriend and I don't really want to tell him if what I have is this person I kiss and boss around sometimes." Pause. "Oh, also, if it helps or something I'm not allergic to the word girlfriend or whatever gender-neutral version, the variety of straight I am doesn't care."

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mrglam

"...partner? Genderfriend? Enbyfriend? I'm cool with boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever really, mostly 'cause if you started calling me any of those I'd... be very happy, actually. That's an interesting fact about myself that I did not know until now."

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thinkering

"So, should I inform my dad I have a boyfriend?"

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mrglam

The grin that spreads on his face should make the answer obvious, but in case it's not: "Yeeeesss."

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thinkering

"He really may come be threatening at you," she says, "but for whatever it's worth as long as I don't require medical care of any kind after the fact I doubt that he'd follow through."