[What could convince him that it isn't...? All of his life he's realized that it doesn't matter what he likes or wants. He's been a tool all his life, from the moment he was born to the moment he died, and nothing will ever change that. What he wanted, what he liked, what was important to him--
None of that ever mattered.
Naturally, Lili is not going to get any of that.]
You are making a fuss over nothing. If that is all you contacted me for, consider it noted. You no longer have any obligation to do anything.
[Pathetic? What is he supposed to do when his interests are what makes him pathetic in the first place? Sweets, learning new things, reading books, gaining knowledge, Marian's tea--
. . . and she feels bad once the indignation subsides. That's not.... what she expected. It takes her a few minutes after the fact to realize what she said to make him angry--
Then she still can't be stopped.
It takes some looking around but she's eventually able to figure out how to have things delivered. There's some awkward fumbling as she realizes she doesn't know where he lives - but she's not against doing a bit of digging around. At least she can collect information, even if it's just basic mail delivery.
So should Leon ever check his mail, there's a small box containing simple gold earrings (plural, because normal people wear two). She had one of her pieces of jewelry exchanged.
And a note:]
I didn't mean to imply that you were pathetic.
You're not.
[ . . . and she likes to tell herself that that's good enough.]
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None of that ever mattered.
Naturally, Lili is not going to get any of that.]
You are making a fuss over nothing. If that is all you contacted me for, consider it noted. You no longer have any obligation to do anything.
[Problem... solved????]
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Especially since Lili is still? Confused?]
It's not.... nothing? I just don't understand - you have to like something and I care to know what it is. You can't tell me even one thing...?
[?????]
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[Oh.
Well.
Ok then.]
Are you listening to a single word I've been saying?
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I could ask you the same question, you know.
Not even a color? A season? You can't be that pathetic--!!
[oh for fuck's sake, Lili]
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[Pathetic? What is he supposed to do when his interests are what makes him pathetic in the first place? Sweets, learning new things, reading books, gaining knowledge, Marian's tea--
All such delicate, childish things.
He hangs up.
Oh. That went...well....]
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. . . and she feels bad once the indignation subsides. That's not.... what she expected. It takes her a few minutes after the fact to realize what she said to make him angry--
Then she still can't be stopped.
It takes some looking around but she's eventually able to figure out how to have things delivered. There's some awkward fumbling as she realizes she doesn't know where he lives - but she's not against doing a bit of digging around. At least she can collect information, even if it's just basic mail delivery.
So should Leon ever check his mail, there's a small box containing simple gold earrings (plural, because normal people wear two). She had one of her pieces of jewelry exchanged.
And a note:]
I didn't mean to imply that you were pathetic.
You're not.
[ . . . and she likes to tell herself that that's good enough.]