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[atowncalledtreffy]

[Lucy is bounced on his knee a few times until she gets floppy and tired and lies dormant and content in his arms]

I don't know. I think it depends on everyone else not murdering each other in front of me.

Is my being here a blow to you? Or is it me killing that vampire priest that's the blow?

[draculabutbackwards]

[He's sleepy and stressed, but not dumb enough for that trap, thank you.]

Being demoted for having to rip out someone's throat on your behalf would be. Inconvenient, you know.

[atowncalledtreffy]

[He gives a tired grin, and shuffles closer to Adrian until they're shoulder to shoulder]

Yeah.

I wasn't looking to start anything big. It just felt wrong to let things lie the way they were.

He lied to me. I couldn't even tell he was a vampire until that kid started screaming it over the network. How fucked is that? I think...part of me wanted to kill him because I couldn't see that he was lying.

[draculabutbackwards]

[Adrian reaches across to pet Lucy's ears in an absent way, his way of accepting the closeness without admitting it.]

Self awareness is good. I suppose the question is what you hoped would happen next.

cw; implied suicidal thoughts

[atowncalledtreffy]

[He gives a weary smile, tired]

In that second? I think I wanted someone to come and rip my throat out.

cw; implied suicidal thoughts

[draculabutbackwards]

[Adrian's shoulder leans a little more heavily into his.]

No one's doing that. You'd taste terrible.

Re: cw; implied suicidal thoughts

[atowncalledtreffy]

[He huffs a laugh. Adrian always knows what to say to make him feel better]

You asked. Thought you didn't drink blood, anyway.

[draculabutbackwards]

Purely practical. No consumption intended or implied.

[He sighs faintly, looking for a useful landing place. No doubt Trevor has been aggressively wardened at. There's nothing new he can say, most likely. And certainly nothing useful.]

I could stay here, as easily as anything else. Or wherever he puts you. If that's easier than borrowing you like an antiquity for display.

[atowncalledtreffy]

[he gives a low snort.]

You're the one dressed like you popped out of a pre-Christian tapestry.

Nah. You've got a cabin. And Rags needs looking after, after what happened with the greenhouse. And I've got Lucy.

Look - Adrian.

[He fades off, unable to voice the thoughts pinging off the inside of his brain. Instead he just ends with;]

Thanks.

[draculabutbackwards]

[Oh shit sincerity.]

He's more likely to commandeer me during the day. Certainly isn't shy. The point stands. Of course you can enjoy your usual princely accommodations, but. If you need to call me in.

[atowncalledtreffy]

You know that that Hunter kid sleeps with a stuffed demon?

I joked with him that you sleep with a stuffed human.

[draculabutbackwards]

[Fine, he will be deflected.]

Joke's on both of you. I rarely sleep at all. Good, though, he's had the childhood so absolutely crushed out of him. He deserves a relic.

[Said with the vast wisdom nineteen has for sixteen.]

[atowncalledtreffy]

You noticed that too.

[said the early-twenties to the nineteen year old]

[draculabutbackwards]

He reacted to a medicinal dose of chicken soup as though I was trying to trick him into a blood debt. It wasn't much of a deduction.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Let me guess. "What do you want for this?" and aggressive flustering.

[draculabutbackwards]

So it's a pattern, then.

[atowncalledtreffy]

No, but I know the type. Poor kid.

[draculabutbackwards]

I think I've got the hang of not throwing him immediately on the defensive now, but I didn't expect soup to be such a point of contention.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Did you serve it to him with a slice of condescending pie?

[draculabutbackwards]

No, that's the habit I had to break. We were both trying to be the only clever, mature person in the room at each other for a bit. Counterproductive.

[Adrian can be a bit slow, but he does get there.]

He's basically me without a decent childhood. All the same bad habits, none of the tempering influences.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Oh, I didn't think he was as bad as that. I like him better than I like you, for one.

[draculabutbackwards]

Of course you do. He has at least a few years before he's up to putting your cavalier ass on the ground.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Are you going to teach him how to do that, or am I? You with your manners, and yet you suckerpunched me in the face.

[draculabutbackwards]

What are manners but situationally appropriate behavior?

[atowncalledtreffy]

So we agree. We both teach him.