Well, what are we going to talk about, me? I mean, sure, if you want me to talk about priestly duties and recite Holy Scripture to you for the next half hour, I'll drum some excerpts up.
[He closes his eyes, ready to dismiss Hansa altogether when the impulse strikes mid inhalation. The urge is so powerful that he moves without a mind of his own. He wordlessly strides through the darkness of the planetarium, up to his conversation partner, and loops his arms around Hansa's torso.]
[Hansa just. Blinks. Is this a joke? Is this happening right now? Hansa lifts a hand and just...starts patting the other's head? Wait, why is he doing that? Well, at least his hair is nice and soft.]
I don't know. Lots of good things can come too in response to your expectations. If you don't open doors, the Lord can't come to meet you. Something like that.
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[Your business lives or dies by your reputation...]
Sounds rough, honestly. Were you always in the profession?
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I don't know...maybe I should ask for payment before giving out that kind of information?
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If it has no bearing on this place, I have no interest in paying.
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[But after a beat.]
Its just some relics that belong to the Church. That's what I oversee.
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Including magic cups?
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[He might be giving information, but he's going to be an ass about it.]
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[Hansa just. Blinks. Is this a joke? Is this happening right now? Hansa lifts a hand and just...starts patting the other's head? Wait, why is he doing that? Well, at least his hair is nice and soft.]
Uh. Rufus...?
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This is a joke. Stop touching his head. It's too familiar.]
Please pay it no mind, and I will return the favor.
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Sure, I won't. I don't really understand what's happening. It's like I'm moving on my own.
[he shouldn't say it he shouldn't say it he shouldn't say it he shouldn't say it-]
But.................I didn't know I'd be petting two cute cats for the price of one.
[kill him now]
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That is, until after a protracted moment . . . ]
That's a wolf.
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[oh my god??]
Wolves are supposed to be large animals, though? Are they that small where you come from?
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[He shifts, and it looks like he's about to pull bac—no, he just shifted to make himself more comfortable. Wonderful.]
But they're self-sufficient creatures.
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[Just going to keep petting his head, a little slower this time.]
...Sounds a lot like you, huh?
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When you have expectations, you set yourself up for betrayal.
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I don't know. Lots of good things can come too in response to your expectations. If you don't open doors, the Lord can't come to meet you. Something like that.
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Then it's fortunate that I have no plans to meet the Lord.
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[A beat.]
So, have you got your hug quota for the week, yet?
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Somehow, the words have a mystifying effect on the urge. His arms relax just a tad. He hasn't fully let go, but he's getting there.]
. . . Not yet. It should be over soon.
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[Way too strangely solid, and all.]
Your hair's right for petting, though. Maybe you should make that a service. Get some extra cash or whatever you need.
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