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[devoutish]

Yeah?

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

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[jumpthegun]

[He's already told Alfie more than once that he wishes he could help.]

Okay. I don't think she'll press the issue unless it's brought up. So there's that. If Royce lets her examine him, she might be able to make some additional recommendations for his situation, too. Not sure if she'll let him, but y'know?

[devoutish]

When he broke fingers, it took me raising hell for him to let us set them.

[So with a stranger, for something much less pressing? That's definitely going to be a no.]

[jumpthegun]

Right. Well, at least you and Emily will have someone looking at you. Hope that goes smoothly.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[There's a hesitation here, brief but possibly still noticeable. He and Watson have chatted about women before, but usually in the abstract - talking about specifics is another matter entirely.]

More of a social visit, I think.

[There. That's a thread that can be picked up and continued, or just as easily left at that, depending on what John wants.]

[jumpthegun]

[That gets John's brows rising.]

Oh. Oh, right. [Okay. That's... well, then.] Social's good. [Social after Fiona is very good, even if he doesn't really want to think about 'after Fiona.] Guess I didn't need to mention her being nice then, hmm?

[devoutish]

Mm, we talk. Just talk.

[He's actually super conflicted here John it sucks.]

[jumpthegun]

Well, I'm sure you'll see where it goes.

[He understands that, really.]

Let me know.

[So that he doesn't inadvertently start hitting on her and wind up with them in the same situation again.]

[devoutish]

I keep asking myself if I should be feeling like a prick.

[On the one hand, he and Fiona were very much not exclusive, and they all probably have only a couple more months to live at best. But on the other hand... there's a lot on the other hand. Not actually wanting to be an advantage-taking asshole to a woman who does seem to like him. Fiona's soft hair and warm skin and the fact that she's been dead for less than a month.]

[jumpthegun]

Well, you are a prick, Alfie. Here, though? I think she'd understand. And when she comes back, she'll still understand. You're entitled to a bit of happiness.

[devoutish]

[She'd laugh and call him a sap, most likely. Maybe even be reassured and take it as evidence that hadn't gotten too attached.

He still feels like a prick.]

I did tell the nurse there was still someone else. She said she understood. Is that usually enough for your modern future women?

[jumpthegun]

Depends on the woman. Claire seems like the sort not to press. She's a smart woman.

[devoutish]

Claims not to be interested in reforming me, either.

[jumpthegun]

Smarter person than me, then.

[devoutish]

She does talk like you do from time to time; it makes me suspicious.

[jumpthegun]

Well, us healers, y'know? We've got a common vocabulary.

[devoutish]

If she tells me I've got a good, soft heart deep down, I'll blame you for it.

[jumpthegun]

Wouldn't put it past her when she sees you with Emily. You do have a soft spot, Alfie.

[devoutish]

Her words exactly. Fucking hell.

[jumpthegun]

Is it such a bad thing? People seeing the places where you're a decent human being?

[devoutish]

No, no. It's only a problem if how they see it is not how it is.

[jumpthegun]

Have you been telling her you're a bad man so she doesn't get the 'wrong' impression?

[devoutish]

I told her the truth, that's all.

[jumpthegun]

Which is all the worst parts, hmm? Did you tell her about the good parts, too?

[devoutish]

Various things have come up. Good and bad, I suppose, yeah. It's all me, innit.

[jumpthegun]

You're a complicated man, Mr. Solomons. [And yet, they still love you.]