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[theweakhavepurpose]

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[theweakhavepurpose]

[He is not so sure, but he won't argue for now.]

Two or three. Don't worry I won't end up with twenty dogs. They're a lot of work.

[unphase]

[she's sure]

Two or three sound good. Good for company for you and each other.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Too many and they start having their own pack dynamics, and I've pulled enough wolves apart that wanted to kill each other over food. Don't need any more of that.

[unphase]

No, of course you don't. Just a couple of dogs. Enough to keep you company, but not enough to devolve into--into that>.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Yeah. It'll be good.

Actually you know what the best part will be? Going to bed and knowing I'll wake up right where I fell asleep.

Here I keep thinking I'll wake up back home. And there I'd wake up in all kinds of places.

[Horrible places normally.]

[unphase]

Don't worry, you'll be safe. And you won't have to go anywhere or do anything you don't want to.

[theweakhavepurpose]

A paradise huh?

[unphase]

It can be. You deserve one.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I'm not sure I agree. But .. thanks.

[unphase]

Well, I do. And you're welcome.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Yeah I know. You're like my own personal cheerleader.

[unphase]

[she puts her hands behind her back and sways in place, back and forth]

Hey, I don't cheerlead just anybody.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Just pathetic messes like me?

[But at least he's smiling. That's something.]

[unphase]

[she smiles back at him warmly and rolls her eyes affectionately at his words]

You're not a pathetic mess.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Well not right now. Thanks to you. See? You did it.

[unphase]

[she blushes and there's a sheen of happy tears in her eyes] Okay. I'm giving you a count of five and then I'm going to hug you. One . . . two . . . three . . . four . . . five.

[and she goes in for a hug]

[theweakhavepurpose]

[Oh no. He backs up, but he has nowhere to hide. It's happening. The hug is happening.

Oh jeez what does he do? Where do his arms go? Oh this is awkward. He doesn't like this at all.]

[unphase]

[it's happening, but it's brief and she pats him on the back gently before letting him go]

That wasn't . . . so bad. Was it?

[theweakhavepurpose]

[he looks a lot like a dog that thought it was going to the park and ended up at the vet instead.]

I guess.

[unphase]

[yeahhhhh, she sees that look]

You don't seem convinced.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Try again when I've been away from the cult for a few years.

[unphase]

[totally unperturbed] Okay, I can do that. You think five years might be enough?

[theweakhavepurpose]

Probably.

You're gonna mark your calendar aren't you?

[unphase]

[she clasps her hands behind her back and sways in place a bit, looking a bit impish]

I might. Maybe. Probably.

[theweakhavepurpose]

That important huh?

Just don't sneak up on me. Should be fine.