catchall for emma

[leaberator]

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[foodbin]

[After a moment:]

I get the feeling he’s a low bar kind of person in general.

[leaberator]

[ hhhhhhhh ]

You gotta start small sometimes?

[foodbin]

Right.

[...]

Sorry. I'll be nice.

[leaberator]

Nah... It's fine. It's just complicated. I'll be the first to say he can be a grade A jerk. And that's him being nicer than the past... I dunno, while. But it's not like...

[ he sighs ]

[foodbin]

[She tilts her head.]

It's not like...?

[leaberator]

[ he hesitates, but settles on: ]

It's not like I wasn't grade A jerk material for a while, too.

[ it's said lightly, as if joking ]

[foodbin]

I get the feeling that was a little bit different.

[leaberator]

[ a long, long pause ]

Yeah?

[foodbin]

I might not know what happened back then, but... You are no longer a grade A jerk. Important distinction.

[leaberator]

Yeah, I'm a C nowadays.

[ it's. joke. but he sighs ]

... He'll get there.

[ he sounds oddly convinced of it. ]

[foodbin]

You know that isn't what I meant.

[She nods to his second statement, though.]

He's... trying, probably.

[leaberator]

What, you gonna give me a D?

[ ha ha ]

... He is.

[foodbin]

[She shakes her head.]

I'm saying you're not in that class at all.

[leaberator]

Well, yeah, I'm tryin' not to be, but... [ waves a hand around vaguely ]

[foodbin]

But...?

[leaberator]

[ ... ]

I 'unno. You kind of threw me off my joke with your honesty.

[foodbin]

[She laughs.]

That's what I'm here for.

[leaberator]

To mess me up?

[foodbin]

Rogue Emma, habitual ruiner of punchlines.

[leaberator]

You are the worst.

[foodbin]

And yet, here you are.

[leaberator]

Here I am. You've ensnared me.

[foodbin]

[As she brings a hand up to rest on his arm:]

You really have a way with words.

[leaberator]

Good or bad?

[ teasing ]

[foodbin]

[She matches that tone, laughing.]

I might be able to get used to it...