"Good for them," mutters Johnny. "Let it happen, this will all end better for all of us."
"We should find out what he knows," she argues. "No one's around. Dream's neutral space. Not like he can go anywhere."
"What the hell are you suggesting, exactly?" Johnny looks down at her dubiously, but she's already squirming out of his grip. "I'm not gonna fuckin interrogate him, I - Nova, don't-!"
She leaps down to the sand and starts bounding over to the Balladeer and his bird. Johnny utters a stream of curses under his breath and hurries after her, wanting to avoid that feeling of separation however he can - she knows that, and she's using it against him, the little jerk. Whenever he's sensible, she's not, and vice versa. Why can't they just align?
"Hey!" she snaps up at man and parrot. "Hey, hold up. Chill your shit out, we don't bite."
Johnny groans softly as he draws to a halt, bending down to pick Nova up. She evades him with a sharp look, and he stares at her in mounting confusion. Now who's being weird?
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"Good for them," mutters Johnny. "Let it happen, this will all end better for all of us."
"We should find out what he knows," she argues. "No one's around. Dream's neutral space. Not like he can go anywhere."
"What the hell are you suggesting, exactly?" Johnny looks down at her dubiously, but she's already squirming out of his grip. "I'm not gonna fuckin interrogate him, I - Nova, don't-!"
She leaps down to the sand and starts bounding over to the Balladeer and his bird. Johnny utters a stream of curses under his breath and hurries after her, wanting to avoid that feeling of separation however he can - she knows that, and she's using it against him, the little jerk. Whenever he's sensible, she's not, and vice versa. Why can't they just align?
"Hey!" she snaps up at man and parrot. "Hey, hold up. Chill your shit out, we don't bite."
Johnny groans softly as he draws to a halt, bending down to pick Nova up. She evades him with a sharp look, and he stares at her in mounting confusion. Now who's being weird?