[Or maybe one day she will. She'll learn how to better protect herself, quell her mind and try to keep herself from overanalyzing the things that will hurt the most. She needs to learn to recognize the lost causes before it's too late.]
I thought that the first five centuries. Began to doubt it over the next four. Thought he had the last couple of decades. Apparently not. I've quite given up hope of curing him of it.
[He sounds like it doesn't matter. It does. It bemuses him, and makes him...feel, and he hates that part of it.]
[Yeah, that's what she figured. But she has a job to do so she's just going to keep on doing it. She grabs the bottle to pour him a glass, before placing it down in font of him.]
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Never better.
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You should have left. It's not going to be safe here.
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Well, considering you've had a thousand years to build them, I'm not counting on that changing anytime soon.
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[Funny, how she had just been saying otherwise not that long ago.]
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I try to tell him that, but he's overly sentimental sometimes.
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[Or maybe one day she will. She'll learn how to better protect herself, quell her mind and try to keep herself from overanalyzing the things that will hurt the most. She needs to learn to recognize the lost causes before it's too late.]
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[He sounds like it doesn't matter. It does. It bemuses him, and makes him...feel, and he hates that part of it.]
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Can I get you something?
[Or are you just there to bother her.]
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[He is...mostly there to bother her, but.]
Whatever your best whiskey is.,,
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Anything else?
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[He gives her a sad sort of look, then shakes his head.]
I don't suppose forgiveness is on the menu?
[Too soon, Klaus, too soon.]
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Sorry. We're fresh out.