mordechai | 001. open post // quiet little burials.

Good. [A beat, and then:] I'd hit you if you were.

[He's only half-joking.]

[ She jokingly scowls at him, before smiling again. ]

You don't have to worry about me.

Might as well while I still can.

[And he's not really referring to the possibility of him dying (that probably isn't going to happen), but of the fact that their own time together is limited.]

[ Slightly tilting her head to the side. ]

That only means that you should let me worry about you too, while I still can.

[ Right back at you, Mr. Mordechai. ]

I might just be all right with that.

[Why not, right?]

[ Smiling now. Not like Alistair can do something about it, really. ]

Good. We're hard to shake off anyway.

[Have a half-derisive, half-amused laugh right there.]

More like 'impossible'.

[ Smiling at that. He's right though. She's grown from not caring about anybody else to well... this. ]

Think of it as our annoying way of repaying you for everything.

Annoying is right.

[But it's without heat. He's grown attached to all of you, and well... he's grateful. Without you, maybe Hikaru wouldn't be alive. Maybe he'd be even more fucked up than he already is.]

[ Teasing him further. ]

Well you are very much welcome.

[ Alistair didn't really say thank you, but it's already a given anyway. Not like she's gonna force it out of him. She be chill like that. ]

[Shaking his head, then letting THAT drop. You kids...

Speaking of kids.]

So how's Allegra? I know how Rico's doing.

[ Smiling at the mention of the mention of the twins. ]

Still a lot like her father, unfortunately.

[ Yes Gideon, you can hear that. Your wife just indirectly insulted you endearingly. Tihee. ]

[Chuckling a little. Yes, Gideon, he is amused by this. Still:]

You weren't exactly the poster kid for social skills yourself before, Dee.

[POT KETTLE BLAAAACK.]

[ Looking at Alistair now like REALLY? before breaking out a smile. ]

I wasn't talking about that aspect, but thanks a lot for being honest with me.

[ Punching him lightly on the arm. ]

I know that, okay? Besides, that earned your respect more, don't lie. You and I, we were alike. [ Lightly laughing between speaking. Funny old memories tend to induce that. ]

Respect? Not too sure about that. Fondness? Maybe.

[Whatta softie dis Alistair guy.]

[ Grinning at him. Did not expect that. ]

Oh, fondness? Even better.

Yes. A fondness that I had to be dragged, kicking and screaming, towards.

[You kids.]

[ Laughing at that. ]

Still the same thing. From what I recall, you like it.

[With feigned solemnity:]

Don't tell anyone. I might just have to kill you.

[ Raising an eyebrow at that, with an amused smile on her face. ]

You shouldn't joke about things you're perfectly capable of, you know.

[ She laughs for a bit before continuing: ] Besides, that won't change the fact that somewhere deep inside, you're a softie.

[ She raises her arms up, palms facing the ceiling. ] We all know it.

I'm almost inclined to disavow you of that opinion.

[Mild, grousing, and overall well-meaning.

Deirdra - 1, Alistair - 0.]

[ Holding back a snicker. ]

You're lucky the rest haven't come down to bug you.

[ Cause then you'll have to deal with all our annoying opinions, and that would just be so funny. ]

Some of them already have... the ones outside of this house, anyway. Still expecting a few more.

[Sigh.]

Should I brace myself?

Oh? I can imagine they were happy enough to finally have a legitimate reason to bother you today.

[ Not like they back off on other days, but lol, birthdays are birthdays.

She manages a small laugh. ]

I think you should just take it as it is.

Don't I always?

[Besides, he makes a lot of concessions for you folk. The care and concern? Both are mutual.]

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