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"That's probably the best idea for now. Not much can be done," he said, putting his cup down for a moment. (ahh thanks)
"Isn't it obvious he won't quit?" he asked, looking back up at her. (I want)
He nodded quietly, drinking his coffee. "Yeah, he better cut it out. It's not attractive to do what he is." (Francis totally wants to fight him.)
Francis turned back around, adding powdered sugar to relish his coffee. "Yeah. Weird," he said bluntly.
Francis turned his head to the side anyways, looking at Evan from the corner of his eye. "Is he?"
He chuckled lowly. "Was it? I'm not much a fan of amateur poetry."
"That's true, but I also makes a bit of sense. I'm supposed to hurt, and you're supposed to heal, so it's a good combination. We see things from...
He rolled his eyes, putting his hands down. "Yeah, right."
He smiled, the corners of his mouth turning up. "Oh, good! Now I don't have to worry about that anymore."
"Mmyeah, like the bad guys. Y'know?" He shrugged, his eyes lifting and his hand momentarily traced over his chin.
"No, not that. Mostly just fighting people, and playing piano, and standing in a glass room."
He looked up at her, eyebrow raised. "Hm? Oh. yeah. This is just dull in comparison to what we've been doing."
"Not really. It didn't really hurt unless you touched it," he said simply, not giving much room for conversation. Placing his head in his hands,...
"Ah." He sat down at a table, silently hoping a rash wouldn't appear on his face.
"No. I would rather have the bruise. Rashes are gross," he crossed his arm. "Did someone call you on your watch earlier?"
"Yes. Were going on a mission to convince people to join our side. How are they supposed to take me seriously if I have a rash on my face?"
Francis grumbled. "Alright. Let's go. I'm sure it will all be fine."
"Well, nothing better go wrong," he said, an edge in his voice. "Or it will not be good."
He shook his head. "No, I'll do it, but if I get a rash I'm going to sue both of you."
Francis rubbed the back of his nervously. "Ah, good. That's good, I hope."
