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From:

reformedsinner

How exactly is she one of your people, Hancock?

From:

kingofthezombieslook

We've been friends a while. I offered her my home.

I care about her.

How is she not?

From:

reformedsinner

I consider her a good friend as well. But while we both might think of her as a friend, she isn't yours to make decisions for any more than she is mine.

[and, to be fair, she hadn't wanted him to talk to Hancock about this-- but that aside.]

She's her own person.

From:

kingofthezombieslook

Yeah, no shit.

I'll talk to her when she's ready. Not a fucking moment before and certainly not because you told me to.

From:

reformedsinner

I'm sure you don't mean to make that sound as though you care more for showing you don't take orders from me than you care for making the best decision, Hancock.

From:

kingofthezombieslook

Don't lecture me, kid. You were the one who came at me for shit that doesn't involve you.

From:

reformedsinner

Friendship and sympathy aren't enough reason to get involved?

We both know I can't force you to make any decisions. But I certainly hope you'll make the right ones.

From:

kingofthezombieslook

Ah, and more condescending, threatening bullshit.

Do fucking better, brother.

From:

reformedsinner

[A flicker of annoyance, splinter sharp, is visible on his face for an instant before he hides it behind a patently false smile.]

My, my. I'm sorry, I didn't realize my performance was being judged for etiquette.

I doubt she'd want us to be at odds over this. What do you want me to say?