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[luminate]

Not yet. Believe me, you'll know when I'm sick of you. I won't hesitate to let you know.

[ that much is definitely true.. ]

[marmoris]

I figure I won't be standing here when that's the case.

[ HEY.... ]

"When"? Not "if"? You wound me, comrade!

[luminate]

[ lumine breaks into a bright, musical laugh - she'd hoped he would catch that. ]

Don't worry, it won't come to that. You're my friend, aren't you?

[ enemies, friends.. things between them are so complicated, but she cannot deny that she is fond of him. she can only assume the same of him. ]

[marmoris]

[ That laugh is like music to his ears - even if it was at his expense! Still, he doesn't look terribly upset, a warm smile on his lips.

A friend...not just a comrade. Yes, he likes the sound of that. ]

That's right. I'll be difficult to shake loose now.

[luminate]

[ she turns her head to look at him. ]

You mean you weren't before?

[ they just kept running into each other. fate, or some nonsense. ]

[marmoris]

[ An act of providence, perhaps. ]

...I mean even more so, if you can believe it.

[luminate]

[ she smiles at his profile. ]

I'll hold you to that.