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（ he hears it. much as anyone can. takes a deep breath. he doesn't know if he has it in him right now, frankly. there's too much goin' on in his head that he can only just parse. he feels a little like he did when he got reggie's memories of those awful weeks in france — trying to find himself beneath the goddamn rubble of it all.

but he cares about jason enough to try. he pinches the bridge of his nose, an' takes another long draught of the beer he's been nursin' since he woke up. ）

I'm lookin' after a boy now back home. His name's Jack. I told you about Alex, yeah? His kid. He's an artist. Rolled up into some trouble with a greaser gang up north, Alex dropped him on my doorstep almost a year back.

I think you'd like him. Punk kid and all.

[reneger]

( he's angry. at himself, at this world, at jimmy specifically. at everything. but jason--takes a few deep breaths. tampers it down a bit. )

you've got a kid of your own now?
you're really growing into those greys

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Lord, ain't that God's honest truth.

Ain't married yet, though, so I've got that going for me.

I'd hate to break your heart.

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i appreciate you thinking of me
my heart is very delicate, you know

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Spun glass and candy floss, I'd say.

You're welcome for the consideration.

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really though
whatever makes you happy would make me happy

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It says a lot about my state of mind that I can't tell if that's sass or not, I reckon.

1/2

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nah
nobody expects genuine shit from me

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but i mean it

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I will have you know I expect genuine shit out of you quite often, thank you.

But that does mean a lot coming from you, Jason. Thank you.

And to spare you the indignity of having to talk about feelings: how's the moon?

[reneger]

it's alright, for a rock
could be worse
some people from home showed up

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Good sort or bad sort?

（ lord knows jason has his share of the latter. gene is protective of a lotta folks, an' lord knows he'd fight for them just the same, lay his life down without question. but jason's different. with most of the rest, it's because it's how he was raised — to look after others with no mind to the consequence. with jay, it's because there's a drive to protect him, specifically. just the same way it'd been for angel an' jasper an' alex an' all his family. ）

[reneger]

bit of both
my older brother, for a third round
an old enemy
a brat affiliated close enough to my side but i've never heard of him

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Who's the enemy?

（ the other two seem innocuous enough, even though he knows somethin' of jason's feelings on bein' a middle child. ）

[reneger]

harley
she doesn't know me by face
gotham accent, face tatts, loud. obnoxious. smarter than she'd ever let on

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You think she's like to be a danger to folks here?

[reneger]

depends
she could be if she had the motivation to
her moral compass is more fucked than mine

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There ain't nothing wrong with your moral compass, Jason.

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i can name several people who would disagree

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You go on and point me at them, I'll pistol whip them for you.

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you sure know how to worm your way into a guy's heart

( pistol whip him instead thank you )

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（ he

twitches a little.

he knows jason don't mean nothin' by it, an' that it ain't no intentional reference, but the man did take a bullet to that very organ him not too long ago, after all. ）

It's my charming southern demeanor, what can I say?

[reneger]

nah

it's your sweet, soft outside
but the stern, "don't fuck with me" attitude you hide on the inside

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Damn, I ain't been called out like that since Basic.

[reneger]

i've got your number, genie baby