Date: 2023-03-21 08:17 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n130)
From: [personal profile] cozen
If I thought you were shitty at the job—I don't know. Maybe I wouldn't tell you unless you asked me. I'd cry about the weather, [ comment punctuated helpfully by a gentle roll of thunder, ] and say I can't stand it anymore and you have to take me away from here. I would get myself into enough trouble with the city guard that even you couldn't get me out of it, so we'd have to leave. I'd make my eyes all big and sad.

[ He demonstrates—perhaps to empty air, if Byerly does not extract his face from Bastien's middle to look, but regardless. He has ways, see? ]

I do want you to leave it sometimes. Because you hate it, and I hate that I talked you into doing something that you hate. I hate when people treat you like an enemy because you don't kiss their asses enough in the process of giving them nearly everything they ask for. I miss us being the problems instead of the people dealing with them. And I love you as you are, and I think—I think the situation has changed, these last years, and to stay in this office you might have to change along with it. And I would rather you didn't.

But I don't want you run out, either, so—if you want it, we fight for it. I am with you either way.
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