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I'm here if you need anything else from me!

At the moment I just need the items I wait for.

Has more progress been made today?

Two items. Four more wait.

Alright. Hopefully, the rest will come tonight or tomorrow.

That is my hope.

You know, it would be nice if you would tell me what the hell you want from me.

Be my friend and lover. Initiate once in a while. Give me a sign that I'm not just your safety blanket. I want to be your safe place, but I want to be more than that, too.

In other words, you want someone who's not emotionally deficient, who is warm and caring and nurturing. You want someone who can reciprocate as strongly as you do. Concisely put: not me.

*laughs bitterly* No, you're good at the warm, caring, and nurturing. You protect and love me better than any other man I've known. You've got friend down to an art.

I want you to want me! Kiss me so my toes curl once in a while. Let me know you find me attractive when I'm not trying to get your attention. I could deal with the rest of the world forgetting I'm sexy, but when you do...*sets her jaw and just starts walking blindly away*

*shouts at her as she walks away* You are fucking ridiculous!

There was a four week period where all we did was fight every day and the last thing I'm thinking of in the middle of a fight is throwing you down and *air quotes* "make love" to you. Oh, and then I was dead for a week. Not much I can do there. Sorry I didn't immediately want to fuck your brains out the day I came back.

I don't know when you got this stupid idea in your head but it's blatantly untrue. If there's one thing I know well, it's manipulation and you are twisting my arm to get me to do something, though what I haven't figure out yet. I have never, ever forgotten you're sexy, but according to you, I'm still dead!

*stoops turns around, face a blank mask, voice flat* You're right, I'm ridiculous. I don't think you're dead, though. I'm sorry that you, like Barnes, think I'm just a manipulative bitch. I'll leave you alone and stop trying to manipulate you.

No.

*still blank, completely closed to him* No?

No. You're not leaving.

Because you say so.

Already done to the extent we can. We are talking more than half a million already displaced.

My universe isn't safe now, but I can move people too. If you have places.

We have places. We also have people who don't listen to anyone.

...it's only an offer, sorry. If you need more help with... transportation.

Transportation is handled, it's the keeping people away from their homes that's a problem.

Alright. *._.*

... Are you feeling fine? There's no point in me meeting with the doctors, I can't get medicine, but I could try to fix things myself.

Physically I'm fine. For reasons the doctors do no understand, my body is not acting stressed.

Oh. Not even pain?

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