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[glassbox]

it's diamond lil.
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[glassbox]

[ oh. that. ]

I ain't pressurin' you for nothin'. I know what we got's complicated.

[ioudas]

(there's a silence on the other end, like he's trying to think about to say.)

It doesn't have to be. You know you're free to do whatever you want to, even if it means getting mad at me for missing Valentine's Day.

[glassbox]

[ it's almost a little distracted the way she replies, and it's not like lil to pass up an opportunity to get mad at a man in her life: ]

Y'keep talkin' like that, I'm gonna think y'want me t'get mad at you.

[ioudas]

Isn't that what you'd normally do?

[glassbox]

[ a small pause. ]

Got a lot on my mind's all.

[ioudas]

Don't you ever just think of picking up and leaving your problems behind?

[glassbox]

Sometimes.

Wouldn't fix it though. Still gonna be there when I get back. Ain't that the way it is?

[ioudas]

We could, and this is just a wild idea, fake our deaths and move to Nepal.

[glassbox]

[ a little sigh. ]

Might be more believable if I wasn't invulnerable, hon.

[ioudas]

Australia is sort of hostile.

[glassbox]

Why, you wanna get away?

[ioudas]

(he doesn't tell her about work, or the lab, or that he tiptoes around madison and how much he fucking hates that because really, if it wasn't for lilian he'd rub it in her husband's face.)

Maybe I do.

[glassbox]

[ she can tell when a man's keeping things from her. being married teaches you how to notice. ]

What's the matter, hon? Don't make me pry it outta you.

[ioudas]

(he sighs.)

Nothing, don't worry about it.

[glassbox]

"Nothin', don't worry 'bout it?" Y'think I'm really gonna let y'get away with that?

[ioudas]

Look, it's nothing I can't handle, alright?

[glassbox]

So, y'don't trust me enough t'tell me, that it?

[ioudas]

Of course not, but it's really nothing you can do to fix it except get worried over it so why bother?

[glassbox]

[ lil's not difficult to rile, but she's maybe a little more irritable than usual. ]

Fine. Suit y'damn self then. See if I care.

[ioudas]

It goes both ways, you know.

[glassbox]

The hell is that supposed t'mean?

[ioudas]

(does he really want to get into this fight? he was content with her being angry about something that he could solve, but this ? this he can't.)

... Nothing.

[glassbox]

Nothin'. It's always nothin' with men, ain't it?

[ioudas]

When you decide you want to tell me what mood you're in rather than writing it off as "it's complicated" and blaming me for something, come find me.

[glassbox]

Don't y'turn this on me. This ain't about me.