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[finewithhalf]

If you're looking for me, I'm out. Drop me a message, and I'll get back to you when I feel like it.

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[thisismadfreaky]

[He shakes his head a little.] No, I'm serious. I should have asked, you're still young, but you're not a little kid, either. You have your own thoughts and opinions, ideas... [He can't stop a slight smirk crossing his lips.] I'd be pretty ticked, too, if someone was listening and not really hearing me.

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[finewithhalf]

I guess. [And maybe she could have been nicer about asking. But she's not quite guilty enough to vocalize that consideration. Instead, she reaches into her shirt and pulls out the pendant she wears around her neck. It's a golden snowflake, glittering with diamonds.]

Lenny got this for me, when he first got here. I thought the cold stuff might be appropriate. Or something.

[Feelings are complicated and she doesn't entirely understand them.]

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[thisismadfreaky]

[He watches her slip the necklace out from under her shirt and the pendant on the end of the chain makes his lips twitch up into a smile. Gold and diamonds--it's a combination of Leonard and Lisa, in Cisco's mind, and he can't help wonder if Leonard sees a bit of Lisa in Maya.

He's just opening his mouth to say something--]

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[finewithhalf]

[-- but Maya keeps talking, oblivious to whatever it was he was going to say.]

So I guess it's like. I mean, look. I'm a New Yorker. I know how to take care of myself. I know what to do when someone pulls out a knife, or if someone gets a little grabby on a subway. But the kind of stuff that happens here? It's bigger. So I need something bigger too.

[She tucks the pendant away, hesitant to leave it exposed for too long. It belongs over her heart.]

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[thisismadfreaky]

[He snaps his mouth shut when she barrels on, but he doesn't say anything for a moment, listens like he'd promised he would. He nods a little, wheels are turning, but he's got to have more time to get concrete ideas.]

All right.... if you give me some time, let me sketch some stuff out and see what I can come up with...I'll get you something made. Something real.

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[finewithhalf]

[She shrugs in response. It all sounds kind of empty at this point.]

I don't hope for things. I'll believe it when it happens.

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[thisismadfreaky]

[He nods, hiding a smile at the too-familiar thought process. He'd learned that awhile ago-- hope less, disappointed less, but it worked out less in practice than in theory in his case because he still ended up hoping for things or believing when he shouldn't.]

Then I'll just make sure to make a believer out of you. [He smirks softly and taps the table with one hand before pushing himself to his feet.] I'll see you around, Maya.