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[ruffian]

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[makedamnsure]

And tell me. Why do you think that?

[ruffian]

Why do I think I'm nothing special?

[makedamnsure]

Yes, why do you think you're nothing special?

[ruffian]

'cause I'm not. There are many others who are more extraordinary, like the angel I'm talking to.

[makedamnsure]

That I know.

But it isn't me that we're talking about now, is it?

As enigmatic and mysterious as you make yourself to be...

[ruffian]

Is that enough to make me special? Being enigmatic and mysterious.

[makedamnsure]

In a way, it does. You're unpredictable in a frustrating way. But I can tell that your heart lies in all the right places. Sin, or not.

You are strong, intelligent, clever. An honourable man who puts stock in the future. Those same things can't be said for most.

[ruffian]

You think so highly of me, birdie. I'll cherish that.

I'll be your most loyal follower, worshipping you everyday.

[makedamnsure]

Be sure too. I quite admire you, if we're exchanging words.

And your devotion means a great deal. Keep your faith in me and you will be rewarded and forgiven.

[ruffian]

Am I allowed to ask how you'll reward your faithful follower?

[makedamnsure]

Besides having the opportunity to bask in my presence?

Well. Perhaps something more satisfying...

[ruffian]

I wouldn't mind being spoiled, if you're a kind god.

[makedamnsure]

Why, of course. I'm the benevolent sort.

Perhaps I could treat you to something special. Again, if you keep your eyes on me.

[ruffian]

Something special? And what would that be?

[makedamnsure]

Would it do to spoil the reward so soon...?

[ruffian]

Only if you want to. But I guess I can always wait.

[makedamnsure]

Always the patient hound, are you...

Maybe it would be a scratch behind the ear. Maybe more.

[ruffian]

You really know how to spoil an old dog. I'll look forward to it.

[makedamnsure]

So long as you keep thinking of me, as well.

[ruffian]

You're never not on my mind, angel. I hope that's not a problem.

[makedamnsure]

Not at all. I prefer that, actually.

[ruffian]

Is there anything else this devout follower of yours should keep in mind? I want to make sure my god is pleased with me.

[makedamnsure]

You are a loyal hound as well, Gallagher...

The most that I ask is that you keep your eyes on me. Do not look at anyone else the way you see me... and I'll do the same.

Be... Only mine.

[ruffian]

Oh? Did I end up choosing to worship a possessive god?

I won't look at anyone else, Sunday. There's only you.

[makedamnsure]

I'm glad to hear it.

I don't do well with sharing. Especially not the things I like.