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[notrosecolored]

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[snikthatch]

do what

[notrosecolored]

Get...concerned if Jean and I are having something you decide is a problem.

[snikthatch]

depends what the problem is

we argue plenty though

you and me
me and Jeannie

it ain't exactly a quiet relationship but that's how we've always worked, pretty sure you get that much

[notrosecolored]

Yeah, my curiosity had more to do with whether me and Jean fighting means you're... upset by it.

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I don't want either of you throwing away something good, that's all

[notrosecolored]

I'm not taking the opportunity we have here for granted. I love her. I missed her.

But there's... an awful lot of shit there, and I'm... not interested in us repeating mistakes..

[snikthatch]

never took you to be a man that could ever be frightened out of loving someone, Summers

[notrosecolored]

I'm not. I love her. I didn't stop loving her. You know that.

But she doesn't really trust me, and for good reason. I don't really trust her for different reasons.

Sex would be a hell of a leap from where we are.

And I want... my friend back a lot more than I want an orgasm.

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it's not just about fucking around

but loving her from a distance ain't the same as getting to love her up close
I lived that way for years, so I know what I'm talking about

when Laura got taken back, we were gonna go for breakfast. we were gonna go and eat together and then she was gonna walk over to the gym with me like she always did

but she disappeared instead
didn't get to say goodbye or anything

you want to lose her again knowing you let her go not trusting you?

a few mistakes ain't gonna stop either of you

[notrosecolored]

I know. I'm sorry about Laura. I'm glad my kids aren't here, but I might lose what's left of my mind if I had them show and up and leave again.

We're working on it. There's a lot to work on, but we should be working harder.

Did I ever talk to you about Apocalypse?

[snikthatch]

not specifically

[notrosecolored]

Maybe suggest we starting using text to communicate more. It seems to be working for me.

Apocalypse destroyed me, and I didn't have a whole lot of 'me' to destroy. I'm not entirely sure what I built back into since then, though Emma might have a pretty good idea.

But it isn't who Jean remembers - from before Apocalypse or immediately before she died.

We'll get something solid back. It won't be what we were before that.

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we've all been through crap like that. not that it wasn't a goddamn nightmare to go through, but if anyone's going to understand what it's like to be taken apart and come back different, it's her

just don't give up on her, that's all I'm asking

and find someone to help you meet the goddamn quota

[notrosecolored]

we've all had that kind of shit and we'll all - all three of us - be okay.

Including Jean and I.

And just me and quota.

[snikthatch]

good because I've seen what happens if you don't do it and I don't think you'd like it

[notrosecolored]

Stop being concerned about me..

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what makes you think I'm concerned?

maybe I just like you better when you've had your ashes hauled

[notrosecolored]

Well. There's you warning Jason away from throwing violence at me, for a start.

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I've got a vested interest in neither of you breaking parts of each other that ain't gonna be repaired quickly

[notrosecolored]

yeah. concern.

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you want me to go back to calling you names and fighting you on the lawn?

[notrosecolored]

Sometimes.

But right now -- I don't have to be everything everyone wants me to be all the time

and you don't have to manage everyone's safety all the time.

[snikthatch]

someone has to

[notrosecolored]

Well fucking share it around, because the only thing that's been keeping me alive since I was about nine was being responsible for other people. Maybe we can take turns or set up a time share.

cw: suicidal ideation

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I thought you were done being responsible

something about wanting my claws in your head