Shh. No, no. Don't call it that. I've read that book, it's not a good book. Don't think of it as forbidden, think of it as never thinking about it at all.
[Rhys kicks his feet, expression turning a little more serious.]
Okay, so, understanding that I'm never going to see it and this isn't a ploy to get under your shirt: If this is really upsetting to you, I want you to be able to talk to me about it.
I'm just also saying-- y'know. I don't want you to have horrible dark secrets that you can't even use to upset other people. I know this is just the pair bonding chemicals talking, but it matters to me that you're okay.
Hey, I was letting us derail onto brain chemistry and away from your boundary. Out of respect.
But, y'know what? Kind of yeah?
If we're just murdering each other and doing one night stands then I'm not going to get invested in whether the shirt thing is a self esteem thing or a power thing or a trauma thing. But if we're cuddling and taking about our feelings and going on tandem bike rides, then I can't just ignore the fact that your whole chest is apparently a painful secret?
[Rhys immediately yelps and shoves and performatively wriggles away. This is absolutely the kind of person who allows himself to be trapped so that he can protest about it.]
Well, I wasn't either of the people he killed, so yeah the tongue thing is a more immediate problem for me.
[Rhys pulls down Betelgeuse's hand to answer.]
Anyway, it was an accident, right? No one went in hard on Jedao over killing me and fucking my arm up, so I'm not going to be the manslaughter police. You two can figure that out separate from me.
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The forbidden fruit...
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Okay, so, understanding that I'm never going to see it and this isn't a ploy to get under your shirt: If this is really upsetting to you, I want you to be able to talk to me about it.
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Jesus H. Christ.
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I'm just also saying-- y'know. I don't want you to have horrible dark secrets that you can't even use to upset other people. I know this is just the pair bonding chemicals talking, but it matters to me that you're okay.
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It's a thing your body makes when you cuddle with someone? It's not like I've been shooting up in secret.
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We have sex.
We cuddle. I'm a major cuddler.
And then something fires up in your brain to make you think it's okay to be all "hey I'm past this boundary now"?
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But, y'know what? Kind of yeah?
If we're just murdering each other and doing one night stands then I'm not going to get invested in whether the shirt thing is a self esteem thing or a power thing or a trauma thing. But if we're cuddling and taking about our feelings and going on tandem bike rides, then I can't just ignore the fact that your whole chest is apparently a painful secret?
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Cripes. Let it go, kiddo.
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You really wanna know what's under here? Fine - but you have to keep it a secret.
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Feels like a trap, but okay.
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[It's totally a trap. Soon as Rhys gets close enough, that forked tongue is going in his ear again]
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I trusted you!
[Not to put your tongue in his ear!]
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That was your first mistake!
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I come up here, trying to be nice and this is the thanks I get, Mr. Boundaries with the taste for earwax-- I'm just gonna go shit talk you with Hange.
[The greatest revenge.]
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HEY HANGE!
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What are you two doing?
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[He grabs onto Rhys' collar, pulls him back and tries to cover his mouth with his hand.]
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You just killed two people and you're fighting about tongues?
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[Rhys pulls down Betelgeuse's hand to answer.]
Anyway, it was an accident, right? No one went in hard on Jedao over killing me and fucking my arm up, so I'm not going to be the manslaughter police. You two can figure that out separate from me.
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Rhys, just pop his head open and poke him in the brain when he does that, that's what I did.
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