[His abdomen flinches inward a little, involuntarily, and he crosses his arms a little lower than usual.
Sitting down and settling things with a pleasant little chat, huh? Know who else might make that kind of suggestion... Ugh, but it's better than anything Mal can think of.]
Worth a shot. Between us and dog me we should be able to keep it from getting too heated.
[Nothing too dubious about slipping a few extra calming herbs in or something...
But never mind that. Mal just kind of stares at her flatly, because considering where their conversation went just a few minutes ago, he's KIND OF AFRAID to ask exactly what she's suggesting. Please. His heart can't take this.]
[ She blinks back at him for a few seconds, then finally pings onto it, and-- ]
He's always relied on you. No matter where you guys are, or what's happened, when he's in his right mind, you give him confidence. They won't be happy, but at least it's not like -- they'll have the two of you to back them up. You and Luna, Maera and Icarus, there won't be any kind of, um. Imbalance?
[ NOT EVERYTHING HAS TO BE ABOUT DATING... probably. It's questionable when it's the three of them. Five of them. Jesus. ]
[Look, he doesn't know what to believe anymore! It's been a BIG DAY!!
But her explanation gets him even more flustered than what he was afraid of. His lips press together in a long, flat line as he averts his gaze. It pleases him more than anything to hear this from the only other person who knows Lunacarus as well as he does, but there's part of him - even now! - that wonders if he deserves that love and trust from either of them. That part really needs to shut up, already.]
...Guess you're not totally wrong about that. But don't forget, keeping him grounded's always been a joint effort.
[The second he lost one of his anchors was the second he stopped being in his right mind, after all. But! Optimism. Mal elbows her lightly.]
I was more of a hindrance than a help most of the time, I think...
[ Listen, Mallory isn't the only one who spends up to obsessive amounts of time worrying about whether or not they are worthy of love and trust from the people they love the most. She's fairly certain that even if she helps orchestrate a proper meeting between those two (business style!), her presence might be less welcome. Given their history, it's the choice she would make...
When he nudges her, though, she laughs. It's a little embarrassed, a little apologetic -- mostly fond, though, in spite of everything. ]
Mm, but surely between the three of us we can figure something out. Maera won't want them to hurt each other any more than we do.
And... I mean. I don't think they want to hurt us.
[ Even if they are kind of shitty about handling it. ]
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[Any other deathmatch, sure, there's no question. But this is ridiculous.]
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[ COME ON NOW, BRO, YOU KNOW SHE'S NOT GOING TO BE ABLE TO DO THAT EITHER!! ]
W, we just, we can't leave them alone with any sort of sharp objects...
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[Because fine! He'll admit it! That's almost always his first option. It's not like she hasn't called him out on it before anyway.]
So we steal their swords when they're asleep, that's what you're saying? [This... can't possibly go well for anybody.]
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[ We're trying not to get killed by him again, okay, let's not give him -- either him!! -- more guilt okay. ]
M, maybe if we get them to have a sit-down discussion? He had all those business meetings before everything else happened.
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Sitting down and settling things with a pleasant little chat, huh? Know who else might make that kind of suggestion... Ugh, but it's better than anything Mal can think of.]
Worth a shot. Between us and dog me we should be able to keep it from getting too heated.
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Aah, if nothing else, the two of you will give them something to focus on... sorry I won't be much help with that.
[ There's only one of her, which is awkward in a different way. ]
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But never mind that. Mal just kind of stares at her flatly, because considering where their conversation went just a few minutes ago, he's KIND OF AFRAID to ask exactly what she's suggesting. Please. His heart can't take this.]
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He's always relied on you. No matter where you guys are, or what's happened, when he's in his right mind, you give him confidence. They won't be happy, but at least it's not like -- they'll have the two of you to back them up. You and Luna, Maera and Icarus, there won't be any kind of, um. Imbalance?
[ NOT EVERYTHING HAS TO BE ABOUT DATING... probably. It's questionable when it's the three of them. Five of them. Jesus. ]
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But her explanation gets him even more flustered than what he was afraid of. His lips press together in a long, flat line as he averts his gaze. It pleases him more than anything to hear this from the only other person who knows Lunacarus as well as he does, but there's part of him - even now! - that wonders if he deserves that love and trust from either of them. That part really needs to shut up, already.]
...Guess you're not totally wrong about that. But don't forget, keeping him grounded's always been a joint effort.
[The second he lost one of his anchors was the second he stopped being in his right mind, after all. But! Optimism. Mal elbows her lightly.]
We can probably manage even this nonsense.
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[ Listen, Mallory isn't the only one who spends up to obsessive amounts of time worrying about whether or not they are worthy of love and trust from the people they love the most. She's fairly certain that even if she helps orchestrate a proper meeting between those two (business style!), her presence might be less welcome. Given their history, it's the choice she would make...
When he nudges her, though, she laughs. It's a little embarrassed, a little apologetic -- mostly fond, though, in spite of everything. ]
Mm, but surely between the three of us we can figure something out. Maera won't want them to hurt each other any more than we do.
And... I mean. I don't think they want to hurt us.
[ Even if they are kind of shitty about handling it. ]