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[devoutish]

Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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[jumpthegun]

Just don't dwell on them, all right?

[Says the man dwelling on the horrifying things he's done.]

[devoutish]

John.

[He sees you, buddy.]

[jumpthegun]

Alfie.

[He can play this game, too.]

Please don't turn this into being about me. It's not.

[devoutish]

I'm gonna hang up on you if you're gonna do this.

[jumpthegun]

[Alfie is an incredibly frustrating man, and John wants to snap at him. He can only continue in a calm monotone.]

I just mean I'm worried about you. I can deal with my own issues once my death price sorts itself out. I can't do much like this, anyway.

[devoutish]

I don't believe you're gonna deal with your own issues.

[jumpthegun]

I'm meeting up with Bucky, then Sherlock and Mary. They'll make me.

[devoutish]

Mm. Yeah, good.

I've got Quark. I'm keeping an eye on him.

[jumpthegun]

[John's heart skips a beat.]

He's a really good kid. He's a great kid.

[devoutish]

Yeah. Yeah, I always liked him.

[jumpthegun]

Take care of him.

[He'd be tearing up at this point. John can feel it welling in his chest, stuck there with no place to go.]

Please take good care of him, Alfie.

[devoutish]

It's not your fault, John. He knows that.

[He's less impatient than he would have been if it'd been anyone else who'd been killed, though. Quark is so little.]

[jumpthegun]

I know.

[He does know, but that doesn't change what happened.]

Still, just please. I need to know someone's watching out for him.

[devoutish]

I'm not gonna let him go off on his own.

[jumpthegun]

Thank you.

[Good. If Alfie has someone and Quark has someone when they need another person most, that's ideal. It's good.]

Tell him I'm sorry, would you? Not my fault, but I'm sorry for what happened. That whatever was happening chose him to hurt.

[devoutish]

He knows that. But if you come up, I'll mention it.

[jumpthegun]

Thanks.

[What else should he say?]

Ran into Harley Quinn.

[devoutish]

Mm. She's gonna be trouble?

[jumpthegun]

No. She's just a chatterbox.

['You like talking yourself,' Sholto points out. John gives him a look, not that Alfie can see.]

[devoutish]

She was trouble before.

[jumpthegun]

Joker's not about. Not for now, anyway. Told her to keep clear of him. Don't think she will, but we can try.

[devoutish]

If only we could just cordon them both off somewhere--

[jumpthegun]

I dunno where he is right now, but I'm leading her north with me tomorrow.

[devoutish]

Can you find somebody to pawn her off on?

[jumpthegun]

Probably. I'll have to break away from her after tomorrow. Bucky won't want anyone extra with me.

[And Peter's going to be there. So.]

I'll take care of it.