I would say sure, you'll just tattle on me, and you probably will. But you told me you lie all the time. So maybe I'm banking on you lying.
[He is just bullshitting.]
It'd be over faster, but it'd probably be a lot worse. Guess I don't have a choice. Will just have to get used to--what? Eight weeks? And all this weird friendship-y downtime. [There is a REALLY long pause here. A really long debating one.] ...
...Sorry about the gun. I just don't care for people trying to manhandle me.
[Jason has problems with authority? WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED.]
[ He doesn't look up at the apology, because it's actually very sweet and he doesn't want to push his luck with it, but he's clearly grinning a bit. ]
Eight weeks of weird friendship-y time. At least. Hopefully not longer. [ But waving a hand over his shoulder. ] Consider it forgotten already. Except when I need a reason to mildly bitch about something or other.
You really shouldn't forgive someone who pointed a gun at you and called you Satan, you know. Why can't you just be petty and hold a grudge like the rest of us?
[Don't just leave them to be unhinged and awful on their own.]
Uh. The Devil? The Boogeyman? Never seen or met him, shockingly. Big red dude who looks like a very ugly version of you who rules over Hell. Uh--did you go in the hell door in the hallway? Saw him in there with Yoo.
Did I? I don't think I did. I think Harrowhawk blew the horn to summon the Valkyries, and then you got so excited you said, "If I run and leap at Jason Todd, he will most certainly catch me in his arms."
I'm not going to pretend I don't like a strong opening salvo ...
[ he won't. he's finished his flask mostly by this point, so he's just buzzed and annoying now. ]
I suppose you were polite enough to say sorry about the gun, so, if I were a really forgiving guy I'd say a sorry about the aggression. But, I dunno. Seems too easy.
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[He is just bullshitting.]
It'd be over faster, but it'd probably be a lot worse. Guess I don't have a choice. Will just have to get used to--what? Eight weeks? And all this weird friendship-y downtime. [There is a REALLY long pause here. A really long debating one.] ...
...Sorry about the gun. I just don't care for people trying to manhandle me.
[Jason has problems with authority? WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED.]
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[ He doesn't look up at the apology, because it's actually very sweet and he doesn't want to push his luck with it, but he's clearly grinning a bit. ]
Eight weeks of weird friendship-y time. At least. Hopefully not longer. [ But waving a hand over his shoulder. ] Consider it forgotten already. Except when I need a reason to mildly bitch about something or other.
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[Don't just leave them to be unhinged and awful on their own.]
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[ Though: ]
What is a Satan, exactly?
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[How do you describe Satan.]
Uh. The Devil? The Boogeyman? Never seen or met him, shockingly. Big red dude who looks like a very ugly version of you who rules over Hell. Uh--did you go in the hell door in the hallway? Saw him in there with Yoo.
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[ he doesn't seem THAT insulted. ]
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[Or cornered maybe, but he does not say this. Anyhow, he’s unfortunately self aware!]
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[He glances down.]
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[ winking at him. ]
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[He just gives Molly a LOOK at the wink.]
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[ Grinning at him, completely unashamed. ]
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[STOP GRINNING]
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[ he won't. he's finished his flask mostly by this point, so he's just buzzed and annoying now. ]
I suppose you were polite enough to say sorry about the gun, so, if I were a really forgiving guy I'd say a sorry about the aggression. But, I dunno. Seems too easy.
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I'm the last person who won't validate you for having too much aggression. You've got the wrong guy for that.