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If one more person tells me to get to the gardens, I'm going to blow the stupid gardens up.

[ beat. ]

That felt good. Please tell me you're all right, so it doesn't feel less good?

[ Nathan is still laughing when he answers. ]

I saw you fighting that one. Thank God for you, Jenna. Thank God for you.

Let me guess, you're holed up in Comms and they want you hiding in a treefort with a blanket, too?

[ she very occasionally gets snippy, it's like leap year. ]

Pointing out I am a literal creature of the night doesn't seem to be sinking in, but luckily they can't make me leave.

I called Miles on his proposal that he intended to drag anyone who didn't want to go kicking or screaming to safety. [ The exact words are rather stuck in his head now. ] I note Tyke didn't suggest the same fate for you. First hint of common sense I've seen from anyone since they got here.

[ Okay, so that's less generous still. ]

If we come out of this, tensions are gonna be higher than ever.

I keep saying to myself "they mean well" and "you've done the same thing yourself" but it doesn't make me any less frustrated about being coddled.

[ she sighs, yanking her fingers through her hair a little on her end because this is a powderkeg and she can name a million and one reasons why it's not going to end well just off the top of her head. ]

I know. And by the way, if you die I'm changing my tune and saying I agreed with Miles the whole time.

[ subtext: don't you dare die. ]

Yeah they mean well.

[ Nathan will give them that. He sighs too, just a moment later. ]

Used to think I agreed with him; used to think he agreed with me too. [ He sounds sadder than just one little disagreement should make him. ] I'm not gonna die. Not without a fight, anyway.

I almost wish they were just jerks. I've never been great at maintaining mad when people are trying.

[ maintaining being the key word; she's plenty mad right now. ]

Exactly. You're going to sweettalk and/or shoot any pirate who comes near you, and you and Miles can argue it all out later. I'm refusing to accept any emotional nuance right now, so nod and say yes and check in with me later? Just to let me know you're all right.

I'm trying to keep my temper. I'll apologise in time, I'm sure, but right now I don't have anything to turn that anger on. Let them come, I say. I'm plenty riled up to show them how hard an old guy can fight.

I'll check in with you Jenna. Actually--you wanna do that properly? You send me a message every twelve hours with no content, and I'll send one back. If something happens to us no message, and we can report it for each other.

Trust me, if Ric hadn't gotten here first I could personally show you I'm absolutely sure an old guy can do a whole lot.

[ why not flirt in near death situations? it works in mystic falls. ]

Sounds perfect. And Nathan-- kick some ass, okay?

I'll kick some ass, don't worry. You take good care of those pillows.

Jerk. Stay safe, okay?

[ and she's out. ]

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