Alycia smirks. “My life has not been one of nuance, Summer. I was raised to take things seriously, or not at all. I’ve rejected much of my father’s teaching, but that underlying view of the world is difficult to shake. For me worrying casually is – well, a matter of explicitly assigning threat levels, not organically taking a casual view of things. Ha! I’m not sure what ‘casual’ even means. But – I’ll try to figure it out.”
Another thing to remember – she’s still … is besotted the right word? Certainly dedicated _to Leo. Even as Father reaches out across time and space to affect me. At least her memories are pleasant ones, and her dreams ones she enjoys. _Bèn dàn, that’s not something to mull on now.
Maybe I should invite her to help with my costume. Ah, no. I’d end up either festooned in kittens or skulls. Let’s keep the focus on something else. What do girls talk about in the movies when not chatting about clothes? Boyfriends. Ugh. Yeah, talking with Summer about Jason is …as awkward as talking with Jason, but with less kissing, because kissing Jason is niú bī, and kissing Summer would be so much not in so_many ways. And she’s got nobody else right now, which has got to be_ tatte masalna for her, given everyone else seeming to have someone they’re hooked up with – seeming, at least.
So does a friend find a boyfriend for Summer? Huh. I presume boyfriend, given her Leophilia. Though if she’s impressed with his engrams, she – yeah, not only does that get complicated, but I am – despite everyone coming to me for romantic advice – the last_ person to be trying to fix people up. Matchmaker, heal thyself, as the Greeks would have put it._
What then? What service can I perform for Summer after having been so … disruptive about her costume?
Oh. Well, there’s a brilliant thought. Ask her.
“Summer, I --” A pause. “I feel like I’ve kind of made this more complicated than I intended, with the costume thing. Even if I just, ah, ‘worry casually’ about it, I feel like I should make it up to you somehow. Is there, um, anything I can --” She hesitates. “My go-skills are a bit limited, and your needs aren’t --” She stops again before she says normal or human. “-- something I quite know – um, is there anything I can, ah, build for you? Tech-wise? Or I could offer to beat up someone, but I suspect that’s not your cuppa.”
author: *** Dave H.
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