[Private to Alma // Hackable]

[brbusinivalice]

...Alma. May I have a word with you?

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[amiably]

Um. Of course, Delita. What is it?

[brbusinivalice]

I would...ah.

I understand that this is rather uncomfortable for you, and if you do not wish to speak of it, it is understandable. However, if we keep dancing around the subject as we have, it is only going to end in further anxiety.

I of course am referring to...the incident at the Masquerade.

The state of sanity, or any enjoyment I received thereof at the time is irrelevant--it was forward and quite inappropriate of me, and I must apologize for that.

[amiably]

...Oh. Well. That... You were not in control of your actions, so you hardly need to apologize, really...!

--And I am to blame, as well. I should have stopped you, or...

...Enjoyment?

[brbusinivalice]

It is true that I regained my sanity at very much the wrong time, but if we go by this sense of logic, both of us were not in our full right minds (though you were much more sane than I, I must say), so therefore neither of us can receive full blame.

However, whatever sense of lack of sanity I had at the time, it was with these lips that yours so kiss'd, and thus I should take responsibility for the damage that they thus have wrought.

...That...is what I said.

[amiably]

...I am almost positive that I was entirely sane, when all that occurred. I, erm, was a little caught up in the moment, I suppose.

Damage? Delita, you act as though you've hexed me! Honestly...

You... what?

[brbusinivalice]

[Oh, Alma. You made him drop his quill a bit. See some streaks across the page.]

...So you were truly of your right mind during that?

Then I have simply caused awkwardness. Either way, it is still a sort of 'damage', if not minute, is it not?

...I enjoyed

I lik

...I did not hate it, if that is what you are asking.

[amiably]

Yes, I was. But you... you were not, so -- really, you should not blame yourself so. That "damage" could have been far worse~

...

...Oh.

YOU COULD HAVE KISSED JIM, ALMA.

[brbusinivalice]

It could have, I would agree.

...I...am sorry to bring you discomfort.

...somehow I think that would have been less awkward than this

[amiably]

Delita...

[there is a long pause, and a few drops of ink as she figures out wtf to say]

Well, as long as we are being honest~... I did not mind it, either. Beyond that, though, I-- [legible, kind of]

...You're probably right.

[brbusinivalice]

...

[Here, have a splotch in the middle of the page.]

...This makes an interesting conundrum. ...I'm listening.

[amiably]

I suppose it does. I... I do not know, honestly.

...I admit I'm not certain where we should go from here.

He's just as lost as you are. So logic saves the day!

[brbusinivalice]

I will admit that...I am a bit lost, as well.

...This is hard to say. Perhaps we should take things one step at a time, and think this through logically.

We were both in our not-so-right minds at the time. Whether either of us like it or not, we were enchanted. Therefore, if such an event were to happen again, what is to say that we will or will not react the same way, or that this situation will just replay as it had? Neither of us are certain, and until we know where we stand, there is no means of knowing just where we can go, whether further or backward.

You Ravenclaws and your logic.

[amiably]

...

What... exactly... are you suggesting, then, Delita?

It's the only thing that keeps him sane sometimes.

[brbusinivalice]

...

I...

[There is a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooong pause. And there's a huge blotch on the page, as Delita tries to think of whether or not he wants to suggest this. WHERE IS SAKURA WHEN YOU NEED HER?]

I am suggesting that mayhap we should try this again, on more even terms. Without enchantments.

She's writing this as she's walking over to Ravenclaw Tower. JUST TO THROW HIM OFF.

[amiably]

I suppose I ought be flattered that you want to kiss me again. ♥