He's jealous of most of the people who I talk to because I'm not talking to him right now. But you and I aren't fucking and we won't, and you need friends, and he needs....company.
[He says it and he means it.]
And you're both taciturn idiots so you can sit in a room together and you can tell people you were with another human without actually socializing.
[ He gets the bandage in place and starts taping. Was that a deliberate Cyclops pun? Yes. Is he going to change his tone at all to indicate it was deliberate? No. ]
[There was, in fact, a story and an interesting one, even if he still wasn't entirely sure he understood, he at least 'knew' now. Maybe the understanding would come later.
Sadly, what Scott says next makes more sense, even without a why offered, he could understand the rest of it.
Without a word, Chis takes his beer and stands so he can sit on the couch next to Scott. Right next to Scott so their arms and legs touched.]
Well, I'm touching you, then, and only for a bit until you tell me to move or my own aversion to prolonged touch kicks in.
Beyond that....I'm sorry. That is a lot. You need your head sorted and possibly taken out of it. I'd say you ought talk to those that're here so they know what's stewing, but I'm the last person to say such, so fuck it. Do it as you can afore the city forces you somehow.
But... that made plenty sense to me, so I'd say it worked.
[ He wants to be fussy but he didn't actually miss Jason telling him not to act like a 'dad', even if he pretended to. So he backs off physically as well as metaphorically, closes up the kit and extends the knife back to Jason, hilt first. ]
Right, theoretically even if they weren't who I was having sex with at the time and the other person knew.[ Look. He's had a fantasy or two.]I would not want some other telepath in my head at the time. That's creepy.
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