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*Appears in the seat beside her* Do you want to get there faster?

*jumps about six inches* FUCKING HELL! *swings at him, catching him hard on the shoulder* Don't do that!

*Grunts at the hit, not really bothered* I couldn't very well walk on, could I? *Dry*

You could have appeared back there somewhere. *waves to the back of the car* Christ. I won't get there at all if you give me a heart attack. *sits back, groaning*

Well, I didn't. *Looks at her* Now, do you want to get there faster?

*eases breathing and puts her head on his shoulder* Do I want to? Hell yes. *sighs and takes his hand* Not sure there's any point. Will you ride with me for a bit instead?

Well, maybe it would stop you from ranting about it, yes? *Lets her take his hand* Alright but I can't for too long.

*sighs* I'm tense, that's all. *shrugs* I've forgotten what it feels like to have real friends.

*Squeezes her hand gently* Did you find a couple again?

*nods slowly* Yes. Good friends I care I care about. Ones I want to see again when I leave them.

*Nods* That's good to hear, its always nice to have those.

*glances up at him for a second, then closes eyes* Of course it means I worry, too, when they aren't doing well.

Are we talking about Bobby? *Arches brow*

*laughs weakly* There goes my attempt at subtlety.

He's terrified of being left. *shivers* I think the shock of everything that's happened is finally hitting him.

Yes, it was a little easy to tell what you meant.

*Tilts his head* It will hit him over and over, he doesn't realize the full scope of what has been done yet. He's just getting a taste.

I'll work on that. *smiles faintly* I do better with time to edit.

I'm sure he doesn't realize. How could he? *shrugs* He's trying to figure things out, but he's scared the people he cares about won't put up with his growing pains.

Much more different to edit your conversation than on the page.

It's a fine line between people leaving you and you pushing everyone away.

*hums softly, then sings softly* If your life was on video tape wouldn't everything be all right? You could replay all the good parts and cut out what you don't like.

He knows how it looks, how he seems. I--I'm not sure how well he's holding it together right now.

He's lucky to have you and Leo. *blows out a thin stream of smoke*

*shrugs* We care about him. *looks up at him* He worries that you don't. Or that you won't keep caring.

Have I mentioned lately that I hate being doubted or questioned?

*pulls back a little* Then maybe you should stop dealing with humans. We are so small and uncertain.

*snorts* No body likes it.

*Annoyed sound, pinching his nose* Seriously, can you two go a fucking conversation without jumping down someone's throat? You feel small and uncertain? That's your own shit.

*Pushes to his feet* I care, I won't stop. There.

*Walks towards the back*

*gets up and goes after him, frustrated* Hey! *doesn't grab him, but works her way ahead of him* I'm sorry, okay? You're right, that was rude.

*Stops as she moves ahead of him* You know what? I'm getting pretty fucking tired of it too. I've done more than most Gods would fucking bother. I've jumped through more hoops then I would let others put me through and more and more, you guys continue to throw shit in my face! *Is obviously pissed* You have your own insecurities and you constantly act like I should go out of my fucking way to prove where I am. You know what? I shouldn't have to! I gave him a bond, I worked to bring him back when I didn't have to, I followed your fucking rules to give you what you wanted so that you could follow me on my job! It's a fucking joke!

*flinches under his anger, takes a few deep breaths before answering softy, well aware of their audience* I told him you cared, that I didn't believe you would bail. I didn't ever say to you that I thought you didn't care. I said I would tell you he was still scared. *shakes her head* And he is. You didn't have to do anything wrong to make that true. It just is.

*takes another deep breath* As for me? I've done my best to tell you I appreciated that, that I respect your abilities and position. I even asked if there was a better way for me to do that.

Don't worry about them, they won't remember. *He growled faintly, aware of the audience as well* He should feel it! But no, he's so fucking focused on his pain and his own angst that he can't see that I'm right fucking here where I've been all along. I answer his fucking calls! I could have eradicated his fucking General for the disrespect that little pissant showed me and Sua but I didn't because I knew it would destroy him if I did! So instead I punished them but gave them something that would work for them if they just get it under control!

I could have killed him and I didn't! Fuck, it makes me look like a fucking fool! He came and mocked me, swore at me and I'm still fucking here!

*Looks at her* No. There's not.

*Is almost vibrating as he sucks in a breath, his features going impassive but his eyes were still stormy* Do you want to go to the villa?

*listens very carefully to him, drinking in everything he said, trying to sort it out, finally takes a half step back and narrows her eyes* He's having trouble controlling his emotions. His...connections. *shakes her head* I don't think caring about him doesn't make you look like a fool, but I suppose that's more about how you feel than anything.

*closes her eyes and nods* Yes, please. No reason to sit here being upset if you can get me and my things there faster. *looks up at him* Thank you.

You must only hear what you feel you want to hear. I never said caring about him made me look like a fool but the fucking hoops I keep jumping through, the fact that I've worked for them instead....that's what makes me look like a fool. So take what you want, Melinda. View me as a big bad, cold God that doesn't care for any fucking mortal that crosses my path. You've got it in your head to view me how you want.

As you wish. *Drawls it out coldly, then doesn't even bother touching her to teleport them just outside of the villa* There.

*Bette comes running out, giving her soft, happy bark as she sees Mel. When she sees Eros, she barks even happier and sits down in front of him, holding a paw up.*

*From inside, Bobby opens his eyes, feeling their arrival. Closing them again, he whimpers inaudibly and wills Eros to feel him through their bond.* Love ya.

*Blinks a little at Bette, then bends down and takes the paw for a light shake*

*Feels the whisper, glancing up, his eyes going right to the windows* Love ya too.

*After the shake, Bette goes to Mel and stands for the hug.*

Please don't leave me. *Bobby shifts closer to Leo and closes his eyes again.*

[ooc: Thread-jack over, carry on]

I have things to do but I always seem to return, don't I? *Pinches his nose again*

*Swallows the whimper and nods very slightly.* Go, then. See to ya family. *He clung even more tightly to Leo, to the one that was his, and tried to close the link before he angered him any more.*

*sinks down and hugs Bette, not getting in the way of the dog's good manners That's a good girl.

*looks up at Eros* I heard you just fine. Doing all those things is caring for him. They are the outward signs of it. I know you care. I told him you care. There are no bad guys here. *bows head and whispers* Thank you for bringing me home.

*Just stares at her* You're welcome.

*Disappears, just too weary and angry to really keep going*

*sits with Bette for a while, crying into her fur, then makes her way inside*