audience: emma perkins

[cyclists]

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[cyclists]

I'm not reassuring you, I'm just telling you what I think. What's wrong with that?

[foodbin]

[She looks like she's about to say something

but then she decides to be nice to the baby.]

Nothing, I guess. Is that enough for the second one, or...?

[cyclists]

[Seethe...]

Yeah, I guess. [No?] Tell me about the third one then. Which was...about someone else?

[foodbin]

...Yeah.

[She frowns.]

If you had feelings for someone in a place where anyone could get killed, or possessed, wouldn't you be kind of nervous about it? To say the least.

[cyclists]

[...]

I don't know. Wouldn't it depend on what kind of feelings they were?

[foodbin]

[...]

What kind of feelings do you think I'm talking about?

[cyclists]

I don't know, that's why I'm asking. [Emma help he is, like, not even two yet.] f

[foodbin]

[...]

Romantic feelings.

[cyclists]

Oh. [What the fuck is love. He pauses then. ] Why would that make you nervous? Isn't love supposed to be kind of a good thing?

[foodbin]

No, it is, but... I mean, think of having a really good friend in a situation like this. Wouldn't part of you be terrified of losing them?

[cyclists]

Of course I would. But I'd still want to be with them every day that I could. Even if I knew it was possible to lose them someday...I'm not going to stay away from them. Or hide from them.

[foodbin]

I wasn't saying that I was going to. I was just saying that I'm - worried, you know? If we keep going at the rate we're going...

[cyclists]

It's going to hurt worse if one of you dies. And you don't want that. [It's a guess. ]

Do they know? About the romance.

[foodbin]

I mean, we kissed, so I think it would be pretty hard for him not to have noticed.

[cyclists]

I don't know. Sometimes guys are dumb about that kind of stuff? [He fakes being human well, at least.] Maybe he thought it was like a friend kiss.

[foodbin]

What? What do you consider a friend kiss, exactly?

[She closes her eyes.]

Anyways, no. We talked about it, he knows.

[cyclists]

I don't know, I've never kissed anyone! But like...something you do because you care about somebody? [God. ]

Okay...so what did he say that you're still nervous about?

[foodbin]

It's not what he said, it's just him in general. Don't tell him I said this - any of this, actually, but... Lea's great, but I wouldn't say he's the most careful person, or that he thinks about his safety enough.

[cyclists]

[It takes longer than he'd admit to actually have a response, but when he does...] ...what?

[foodbin]

[She pauses.]

What?

[cyclists]

Oh. Him. [Weird choice... ] I don't know much about him, but what do you mean?

[What has this Lea person told her.]

[foodbin]

There are things that he should be worried about than he is. [Hisoka!!] And... I mean, he keeps saying that he's stubborn enough to solve any problem, but sometimes that isn't how it works.

[cyclists]

Sometimes people are just stubborn like that, yeah. [Hard to say.] There's a lot that can be said about being bullheaded.

[...] But given his partner's a creep, I can see the concern. [Hmm...] What do you like about him anyway?

[foodbin]

Well... He's funny, and sweet. He makes me happy when there's not a lot to be happy about here.

[cyclists]

Does he like you, you think? [Just. Going to nod along and make note of that, and there's maybe an ulterior motive here...]