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.
[Then it reasons that he can give into temptation all he wants as a demon, yes? But that seems to turn the key in the metaphorical lock. The weight of Hansa's hand leaves his head, and Rufus draws back entirely. Finally.
The question is, how long will they have to resist?]
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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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Then should I back charge you?
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Sure. Why not. Its the least I can do for messing up your hair.
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I will not charge you this time. But if it happens again . . .
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[He finally gives a couple more pats, and then..he finally draws his hand back.]
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The question is, how long will they have to resist?]
When do you suppose this will end?
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What will end? This strange hugging thing we went through? This whole competition in another world? You have to be specific, Rufus.
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We barely know anything about the competition, but we're aware of it. These urges weren't mentioned by the leaders.
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[He's smirking.]
Maybe it just a curse that makes you want to be so unlike your grumpy self. A little affection is good for you, you know.
[Him? His own urges! Not mentioning them, nope!]
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[He doesn't care about Hansa's urges. The condom is his now.]
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How many other people have you hugged? Or am I just super special?
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You can get anything if you pay me.
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