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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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[finewithhalf]

[There is a slamming door that is slamming so hard right now.]

I told you Girl Stuff!

[catchacold]

Boys can wear make-up too!

[This is so not what this is about, but if there's door-slamming and shouting to be had, he's gonna join right in.]

[finewithhalf]

[NOPE SHE IS NOT DIGNIFYING THAT WITH A RESPONSE. Lenny can wait like a proper gentleman until she's scrubbed her face a bit. There's still a hint of pigment at her eyes and mouth when she returns to the door, (who decided "waterproof" should also mean "stays on your face even when you want it to be gone"??) but not quite the explosion there'd been earlier.]

Okay. So. You're here now.

[And they can pretend nothing happened immediately before this right?]

[catchacold]

[He nods, not actually commenting on that any more. He sees little reason to tease her over that, it's a learning by doing kind of thing and she's growing up. She can paint her face any which way she wants, even if he couldn't quite keep himself from commenting before.

Instead, moving on. For now.]

I won't let you get caught in the middle again, Maya.

[finewithhalf]

[She stands aside to let him enter if he feels like it.]

Caught in the middle of what?

[catchacold]

[Leonard does step inside, since she wants him to, turning once he's in her room so he can look at her.]

Between Mick and me.

[finewithhalf]

Oh -- that?

I wasn't worried. Best friends fight sometimes, but it never sticks.

[catchacold]

Maybe. But you ended up letting him know that we don't actually have any time left, where we're from.

That's heavy stuff and I should've handled it.

[finewithhalf]

Oh. [Oh is he mad? He can be hard to read sometimes.]

It kind of just happened. He deserved to know it anyway.

[catchacold]

I know. I was gonna tell him. Just giving it time.

[He lifts his shoulders in a shrug.] Haven't exactly found a good way to tell anyone yet.

[finewithhalf]

Not to get all Riley on you, but he's the kinda guy who needs a friend now.

Who else needs to know?

[catchacold]

No one, really. [For one thing, he doesn't think it's anyone's business, for another most people from where he's from are in the know by now, at least the ones he's closer to.

Mick was the big one.]

We made up, by the way. More or less.

[finewithhalf]

Well yeah, duh. [What, they only made up now?]

Because the universe wants you to be together.

[catchacold]

I don't know about that. Actually, most our lives the world has done whatever it can for us not to be together.

[He frowns for a moment, leaning against the wall.]

We wanna be together. We've been wanting to be together since we met. You can bet that we didn't have parental approval.

[finewithhalf]

[She presses her lips together, and rocks on the balls of her feet innocently.]

I don't know about you, but I don't see any parents around here.

[catchacold]

You're right about that.

[And is he ever thankful for that, being turned back into a child for events is bad enough without his father actually being there.]

We didn't let it stop us then either.

[finewithhalf]

So it worked out anyway. Because the universe is a lot bigger than the world. So... Even if the world kicked you out, the universe is taking care of it.

[catchacold]

I prefer to think of it as us taking care of our own fate, but I get what you mean.

[He looks at her, just the hint of a smile.]

Your own actions matter most of all. You do what you want, Maya.

[finewithhalf]

I always do, Lenny.

[She hops onto the edge of the bed she shares with Riley, swinging her legs over the side.]

So you're back together. What do you wanna do next?

[catchacold]

[She's sweet and things seem simpler through her eyes, so he just shrugs.]

We gotta deal. He still has a bad time ahead of him. Other than that, I don't know.

[Looking down, he presses his lips together for a moment, hand closing around his upper arm.]

This is what we've left. Better than nothing.

[finewithhalf]

So we don't go home. And then he doesn't have to do all that stuff.

[and this might be the first time she's expressed that out loud. Her eyes slide away from him, in case he finds the idea repellent. ]

[catchacold]

Yeah, princess. But it ain't looking like we really got a choice in what this place does, does it?

[Leonard sighs and shakes his head.]

If I could, I'd change time for him.

[finewithhalf]

Why can't you? Isn't that the point of all that superhero stuff you get involved with? Make your nerd work on it.

[catchacold]

Cause I died blowing up the people who tried to control time the way they wanted it to go.

I don't like being controlled.

[finewithhalf]

I meant the staying here part. Make him work on that.

So that way nobody has to go back.