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[dendarii]

"This is Miles. Leave a message and I'll respond to you at my earliest convenience."

The line has gone silent; any messages sent to this name only return an error.

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[keep_nothing]

[ She waves her hand vaguely, brushing the memory aside and flagging down his anger; it was long ago for her now. ]

Old news now, and not the point here. You can't pry that, how did you call it ... emotional satisfaction from someone else. That's not their job.

[dendarii]

... No. You're right. It's not their job. And if it were, it wouldn't be a relationship, would it?

[ He takes a long drink, then reaches to top himself off. ]

[keep_nothing]

[ She pours for him, keeping control of the bottle for now but at least she's not being stingy. ]

So what happened? It felt like everything was going well until a few minutes before he left. Even the sex seemed like it was pleasant enough.

[dendarii]

[ Jeez, Mom. Miles flushes a bit. ]

It did go well. I ... found I enjoyed it very much.

[keep_nothing]

Yeah? I thought you might.

[dendarii]

Yes, well ... I'll concede you were right on this point.

[keep_nothing]

[ She just smiles at that, not commenting further since she doesn't want to rub it in. That's not her goal for this visit.

She takes another long sip herself, waiting for Miles to answer her question of what happened, not pushing him to do so; she'll wait for him to arrive at his own answer. ]

[dendarii]

[ It'll take him a few minutes and nearly an entire glass of wine. ]

I asked him what he wanted to call it. What he wanted to call us. That was all. It's not as though I proposed.

[keep_nothing]

[ She lets out a subtle sigh, reaching to refill his glass onc3e again. ]

Ah. You wanted a label.

[dendarii]

... Don't look at me like that. It's a perfectly normal impulse.

[keep_nothing]

To some degree, yes. But would you have been so put out to wait a while and see where your relationship went with Jim first?

[dendarii]

I thought I had a reasonably clear idea!

[keep_nothing]

[ Holds up a hand, ] Calm, love. I'm not trying to stir you up or argue over this.

[dendarii]

I know, but - I wasn't being foolish. I truly thought it'd be best to establish before we went too far.

[keep_nothing]

Not foolish, but—you're like a battering ram, love. That forward momentum of yours sometimes charges in too fast. You don't always take in the surroundings first.

[ She leaves the incident with Tex unmentioned here, mercifully, but the implication is clear. ]

[dendarii]

... So I should have known that Jim would have been skittish?

[keep_nothing]

Not known, necessarily. He may have his own reasons for keeping something like that tucked away. Personal histories aren't up for a public read.

[dendarii]

Well ... no, but ....

[keep_nothing]

But there may have been hints ... Did he ever say anything about being casual with sex?

[dendarii]

Not ... exactly? Not in so many words.

[keep_nothing]

How then?

[dendarii]

I admit I'm not surprised.

[keep_nothing]

Then in that context, Jim's behavior isn't all that surprising, is it?

[dendarii]

... No, I suppose not.

But - for once, I'd like to date someone who is interested in all of that.

[keep_nothing]

I know, love ... [ She moves up the bed at that point, careful not to spill her wine of the bottle and she scoots, sitting up against the headboard next to him. ]

There is someone who love you, though. Remember how I said there were at least two people who wanted you that way?