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Skulduggery Pleasant

Cabin 117 - 6:39 PM

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[light_mischief]

[Oh, damn, this is so much worse than deflecting and having Jade find out sometime in the nebulous future. Because he knows exactly half of why Jade is making that face, and can guess at the other half easily enough.]

I... knew more about his intentions after the diner. [God this is. Wow, like, nearly physically painful to say to Jade, specifically, at this exact moment. There are so many other ways this could have gone, where dignity and respect would flourish and the mental image of Friday shouting "WHAT DO YOU TWO DO, SCISSOR?" would be nothing but a bad dream. Ways that wouldn't involve Skulduggery talking about them courting each other like lovesick teenagers to Jade Curtiss of all people.]

I didn't trust it until last month. And before you say anything, this doesn't change anything. The plan is still the plan. It's just. A more loving, compassionate plan than before.

[Boy he wishes throwing himself overboard were an option.]

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[After the diner. --Of course. Gaining access to the bridge after reviving then, as he had...well, the intentions surely would have been detectable there, wouldn't they?

Retrospect always makes things seem more obvious, of course, but now Jade does wonder if he could have considered this possibility sooner. ...Should have, perhaps. Still, for once, it was a suspicion that had quite simply never come to mind as even a vague possibility. --Of course, now a part of him can't help but wonder just what they even did in the bridge back then, let alone--

--No, not relevant to anything. Not beyond surface level! Don't wonder about the mechanics either. Don't think about Monday postulating scissoring at, yeah, the top of her lungs.......

(Honestly, at this point Jade would almost agree that discovering being sidelined later really might have been a better angle than This. There would be...a lot less of this crude elephant now vibing in the metaphorical room, anyway, despite just how hard the both of them are trying to avoid making eye-contact with it--)]

An...elevation in "loving compassion" is some form of change, from what we discussed in that time. [Kind of, strained, don't mind him trying his level best to focus on what's important here. He's also rather visibly trying to regain some control of his expression as well, but for once it's a rare occasion where Jade is having difficulty with it. There's a reeling sort of pause, in which he's distractedly adjusting his glasses before continuing, frowning deeply.] At the time, the captain's capacity for simple civil camaraderie seemed a difficult enough prospect. And now you're--you believe it to be mutual? ...I suppose you must...

[The worst part of this is how this would be, legitimately easier to grasp as some kind of--mutual set of physical(?!?!) flings they're having of late...the quintessential detached "friends with benefits" scenario or something, you know. Except Skulduggery almost immediately brings up compassionate love outright, and that's some pretty strong phrasing...

But--how? That the captain would even be capable of such a thing...]

What changed last month, for you to trust it?

[light_mischief]

[They're just two dudes with hidden necromancer backgrounds who would really not like to think about how a skeleton gets laid. It's absolutely sitting there, staring at them with giant elephant eyes, but Skulduggery figures as long as neither of them engages with it directly, they can come through this with minimal trauma.

It's much easier to do when he has other questions to address!]

...Last month, the Captain was. Having trouble moving forward with the information I'd given him. Darcy told him she might do something unconscionable in an attempt to motivate him. The Captain could have killed her for it. It... It wouldn't have been entirely unjustified, if he had.

[It hurts to admit, but it's true. He only wishes he hadn't told Darcy as much when it had happened.]

But he didn't. He frightened her into an apology and then... let her go. For my sake.