You know. She’s a Speaker magician. So she’s very, uh. Insistent on how things should be and she’s so smart. Much smarter than anyone I’ve ever met, so I don’t know what the fuck she’s doing with me.
She has a, uh. A way of talking, too, I guess. Loads of long, fancy words because that's what her people are like: they're able to memorize languages and stories. And she's stubborn, and she's impossible to argue with, and..
[He's hopelessly head over heels in love with her and it shows]
I don't have any pictures to show you or remember her. Guess there's nothing you can take with you in the afterlife.
I'd....get weirded out. It's not that I wouldn't trust him - I don't fucking know him, no one's seen him - but the idea that he'd have to either see her or get inside my head with magic, and I don't like either of those options.
I don't want him knowing about her. Maybe that's stupid or superstitious, but I don't want to invite trouble on her head. Have her get picked up the way Adrian and I were.
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He does, too. Vain little fucker. [So much fondness in the insult.]
You never married?
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What is she like?
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Well…
You know. She’s a Speaker magician. So she’s very, uh. Insistent on how things should be and she’s so smart.
Much smarter than anyone I’ve ever met, so I don’t know what the fuck she’s doing with me.
Her feet are always cold.
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Yes.
She has a, uh. A way of talking, too, I guess. Loads of long, fancy words because that's what her people are like: they're able to memorize languages and stories. And she's stubborn, and she's impossible to argue with, and..
[He's hopelessly head over heels in love with her and it shows]
I don't have any pictures to show you or remember her. Guess there's nothing you can take with you in the afterlife.
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I don't want him knowing about her. Maybe that's stupid or superstitious, but I don't want to invite trouble on her head. Have her get picked up the way Adrian and I were.
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