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[brushoff]

"You've reached the inbox of one Dorian Gray. Don't forget to leave me a message. If you're interesting, I'll get back to you."

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[brushoff]

You're welcome.

You've got every reason not to trust me, but when I say I've got her, I mean it. I'll be by her side.

[tucky]

I know. And I always liked you for giving Lark a lot of shit, but--

[But giving Lark shit is easy. Helping Trixie is important.]

[brushoff]

But it's nice to know that I'm not just an obstinate shit who's trouble for the sake of being trouble?

[tucky]

Yeah. It's a good thing that you're that, but you gotta be other things, too.

[brushoff]

I contain multitudes, [ he laughs. There's still that slight joking tone in his voice as Dorian teases, ] Though please, don't let anybody else find out about that fact.

[tucky]

[She switches to video, and mimes zipping her lips.]

[brushoff]

[ He lets out a little laugh, shaking his head as he swaps on video himself. ]

I saw you keeping watch over Trixie, by the way. Are you two close or are you close?

[ there's no judgement in his tone: he's just a nosy shit. ]

[tucky]

We're... close? You just said the same word two times, Dorian.

sorry Tiffany!

[brushoff]

You know what I meant! Close or... [ and then he makes a rude hand gesture that clearly implies "they fucking." ]

lmaooo

[tucky]

[Tiffany, who utterly lacks a pokerface, goes completely deer-in-headlights here.]

Oh, no; no, we're not; Jesus. She's d--

[Wait, does Dorian possibly not know that Trixie is dating Kiryu?

Better not out that, just in case.]

We're not.

[brushoff]

[ Dorian does know that Trixie is dating Kiryu. Dorian is also aware that sometimes, you date more than one person. And also that sometimes 'dating' and 'fucking' are two different things. ]

Pity. The two of you would make a cute couple.

[tucky]

[literally dying internally]

Nah, we wouldn't; I suck at that stuff. And she deserves someone who would--

[She copies his obscene hand gesture from earlier.]

And I wouldn't, I don't, so...

[brushoff]

Let's just skip over that admission that you suck at it, because you probably don't, you're simply out of practice. So you don't have sex with anyone or you don't have sex with her? Or you don't with girls in general?

[ you know. casual conversation! ]

[tucky]

I didn't mean suck at it like that, Jesus. I just mean I'm not relationship material.

I don't have sex with anyone. I used to, I'm not a virgin or nothing, I've just decided I don't like to anymore. And when I did, I didn't suck at it.

[brushoff]

Right, brushing over that not having sex part, what do you mean you're not relationship material? You were practically glued to Trixie's side while she was recovering in the infirmary. That's absolutely relationship material!

[tucky]

'Cause sex is important to being relationship material, and I live on the Barge and she's not gonna want to stay here forever. And I know she's not interested in me like that.

[Anymore. Ships passing in the night, etc. etc. etc.]

[brushoff]

Sex isn't the only thing that's important to being relationship material. If Jon Sims wanted me to be his boyfriend, I'd jump on the chance even though we'd never fuck.

[ Just casually said despite the fact that Jon...very much already has a boyfriend. ]

And there's nothing that says the two of you have to be together forever. Why not be happy for the moment?

[tucky]

Dorian, are you just teasing me? 'Cause it's not funny, okay.

[brushoff]

I'm serious as hell. Look, it's stupid to assume that Trixie will always be here. She could leave tomorrow, right under our noses. If that happens, what would you regret never telling her?

[tucky]

Nothing. I've told her everything that's worth saying.

[brushoff]

Keep telling yourself that.

[tucky]

Jesus Christ. Look, you don't--

You don't get it.

[brushoff]

Then explain it to me!

[tucky]

Because what if I'm wrong and I don't feel the way I kinda think I do, or I'm just getting shit mixed up in my head? That's thing number one; I got more coming.

[brushoff]

The only way to learn how you really feel about someone is to take the chance. Otherwise, you'll be living with maybes and what-ifs in your head for the rest of eternity.