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[aspolyhymnia]

[She will make jokes right back.]

I think you need to tell me you're legal and then wink. To really seal the deal.

I don't have a lawn, otherwise, you'd be running.

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I suppose you wisely wouldn't trust that I haven't got a doctored license to show as proof.

[Not that Kaz has to lie about his age, he's genuinely in his mid-twenties, but he certainly has many false identities to use for other reasons.]

A good thing then, as running with a drink in hand is no easy feat. [He takes another drink from his glass.] Do you think some experience can figuratively take off years, like some can add them on?

[aspolyhymnia]

I am positive you probably have a collection of doctored id's for various things. But I do believe you.

[He is no teenager, but he is still quite young.]

Much worse when it's a hot drink.

Maybe? I've never really thought about it. They say things like working out keep you young longer.

[But she's never had to worry about it.]

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I do indeed, they come in handy.

[Even though he can legally get into most places, that doesn't mean his name and reputation aren't a different barrier, or if not a barrier, then worth protecting.]

True enough, though coffee is worth the risk.

I more meant figurative than literal. Some experiences making one feel older than their years, and then other experiences or being around certain people making you feel younger. [He gives a small shrug.] It doesn't matter.

[aspolyhymnia]

[And if one is doing nefarious things in a place, it's best to give a fake name.]

No, I can see that. I know many experiences add. But I do find that keeping young people as my friends keeps me from feeling so ancient.

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I suppose the first step in feeling young at heart would be to have a heart. Maybe I'll have to steal one sometime to check, I spent mine a long time ago on something more prudent.

[There's a glibness to his tone, an awareness that his dramatic talk is teasing as much as it is truth. While he can have most people believing his blood is pumped by greed and spite alone, those that know him well know that isn't entirely the case.]

[aspolyhymnia]

Will you keep it in a jar in your office? A little reminder?

[She knows he has a heart, he wouldn't look after the Crows the way he does if he didn't have a heart.

She finishes off the last of her wine at sets the glass down.]

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I have been told on more than one occasion that my office needs more decorations. It would serve them right, really.

[aspolyhymnia]

I know a medical illustrator, I could maybe procure you a heart if you really want.

[noreasonneeded]

I'll keep that in mind. I think I'll hold off on office decorating, but it never hurts to have a contact on hand.

[aspolyhymnia]

Maybe I'll sneak in a slip a little decoration in there. Spice the place up.

[noreasonneeded]

I knew I was right when I called you schemestress. Is this break in to be random or spooky themed for the season?

[aspolyhymnia]

Maybe I'll bide my time until February and cover your office in pink and hearts.

[noreasonneeded]

Devious. Is this general pink decorations or pink candy?

I can see you enjoying Valentine's Day.

[aspolyhymnia]

Both.

Valentine's day is a commercialized mess. But it can be a little bit fun. And I think it would be a better surprise than a bunch of bats and skeletons in your office.

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They each do have a different vibe to them. Valentine's and Halloween.

[There's a pause before he shares the rest.] I'm not much for holidays now, but as a little kid, Valentine's was on the rotation. [It is indeed a commercialized mess, like every holiday, but Kaz can't hate the few memories he has of his father and Jordie. It's a good memory.] It was really just homemade things, but it wasn't the worst experience.

[aspolyhymnia]

You have a Halloween vibe all the time.

[With the dark clothes and crow cane.]

Holidays lose something as an adult. I used to love the summer Solstace, we would be up until late, dancing and drinking. It was wonderful.

[noreasonneeded]

Just a perfectly respectable businessman with a demon reputation on the side.

[He finishes up the wine in his glass as well.]

I suppose harvest festivals now don't have quite the same appeal.

[aspolyhymnia]

Exactly.


No, harvest festivals are all pumpkin spice and apple picking now.

[She stretches and yawns.]

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If you're tired don't let me keep you awake. I can clean up here, it's only the two glasses.

[aspolyhymnia]

You already cleaned up everything else, I can manage two glasses.

Are you not tired?

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How about we split the difference and each take one? You can even take the bottle and tip it for the last drops, I won't judge.

[He shifts to the end of his seat, leaning forward to grasp one of the glasses.]

Maybe a little. I don't know that I can even tell any longer.

[aspolyhymnia]

I am already feeling judged.

[She grabs the other glass and the bottle, she's still giving a bit of a smile and a tease]

You are welcome to try and sleep, I'll make a wall of pillow.

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With admiration only, let no food or drink go to waste.

[He follows after her into her kitchen, moving to her side to wait for his chance to rinse out the glass. It's been a very long time since he last sat down to eat and drink without either rushing or interspersing it with work. It's been even longer since he shared a bed, and never with someone who wasn't family. There's a part of him that wonders what it might be like now, a part that craves crossing the bridge back to fully stand in the land of the living. Another part, the part that knows how restless his sleep is, that knows if he lets her help means relinquishing some control, that fills him with nerves.

He's faced down death and even this sliver of intimacy is terrifying.

If he says no though, he can't pretend he isn't a coward. Not any longer after his flaws have been pointed out to him by his friends.]

Maybe try it. Though you might want to kick me out. I dunno if I snore.

[aspolyhymnia]

In that case.

[She rinses her glass and then tips the bottle to her lips to finish it off.

Stella is aware that what she is suggesting is a huge decision for him, which is why she doesn't want to pressure him at all. She will do everything she can to provide an accommodating space for him to move at whatever pace he needs to.

And she has all the time in the world for that progress.]

If you do, I'll send you to the sofa.

[It also gives him an out if he feels he needs it. The sofa is there, with a throw blanket and everything.]