[Squirt~]
Ss--!
[Christ, right in the eye. Give him a sec, here.]
Ahh...
Hi, still--s-still here.
Just...a--a forced hello, I--I guess, nothing...important...
[He's about to end the transmission and go back to actively secluding himself, then thinks better of it.]
...wait, uhm...how--how about a roll call? Who...w-who's here? New or otherwise? How are--h
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Here!
Did--did I do it right, y'think?
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You staying safe?
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Are you? I heard...you--y-you were, uhm, offering some help.
[And he's worried about that, but he's learned his lesson about telling people what they should or shouldn't be doing.]
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[That bird is loyal to a fault, Herz. He'd die for any of his friends- even you, if you let him.]
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Right. Good on you, Lenny.
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[It's nice having friends like this. "The bird" has been meeting lots of people lately, but the best feeling in the world is talking to someone who think of him as "Lenny" instead.]
I've missed you. We should talk more.
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I-I've--I've missed you, too.
And-a-and I'd--I'd like that. Talking with you more.
You--you shhhure are sweet.
[Still doesn't know you're a biiiird.]
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Not that you should stop or anything, I don't mind.
...Gimme another.
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[laksjdlkjf tongue-tied.]
You're--
Your'e fun. To--to talk to, to be around.
You're...really fun, Lenny.
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You're huge and super-strong. Like a football player or a superhero or something!
See? That easy.
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I--I'd court you with more grace if--if I knew how...
Uhm. But--but I'll try anyways.
[There's a pause as he gathers the words. He tells himself Lenny's right, he's making it harder than it has to be, but that doesn't really help. If anything, it makes the anxious ball in his gut string itself tighter.
The mic picks up his sigh, and Herz just goes.]
Y-You're--...fearless.
I guess.
And...A-and I envy that. If...you're--if--if you're afraid of being wrong, I--I-I wouldn't know. When you talk, and write, what--whatever comes out is what...comes out...
[...this is getting confused. Or just lame.]
...look, you...y-you looked into my eyes and--into your--right into your own reflection and said it--it was cool. That was...
I--I-I don't get that a--a lot.
...
[God, what the hell did he just say?]
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