No? You think I want something to? It's just a precaution. I don't know what to expect but if I need to cut you off to spare you from anything, I will.
/Spare me from anyth—you wanna calm down on the martyr complex, buddy? Ignoring the fact that my pal kicking the bucket is gonna ruin my day regardless of whether or not I'm connected to his brain, burning me out of your head will a) piss me off, b) rob me of potentially crucial intel about a thing that can kill an Omega level telepath, c) eliminate my ability to help, and d) piss me off. So don't fucking try it, capiche?/
( Well, so much for being considerate?? What Grey-Summers isn't on that self-sacrificing shit though? Anyways. Despite the huff that leaves him at Quentin's little speech, the other telepath might feel a touch of warmth that comes with his thoughts as he floats there with his arms crossed. )
Anybody ever tell you that you have a way with words?
/What?? How is that different than the first scenario you mentioned? See, this is why I checked./
[smh Nate, this is why we can't have nice things.]
/You do recall I've actually died, right? More than once. Not to be a Debbie Downer or whatever, but I know a lot more about what it feels like than you do./
/I should mention, Julian's on my network too. I mean, not right now. Obviously. Guy never stops yapping./ [Because clearly Quentin has room to judge on yapping.] /He's on a different channel. And on mute. But still./
/"Ok" what? I'm letting you know because I have no clue whether or not you breaking my shit would fuck him up too. Or, I dunno, anybody else I might add./
/What do you mean "so many"? I told you one other person. At home I have like... nine-ish. Give or take. Five regularly on open comms during missions./
/Right now? You and Keller. I met him and Guthrie first, going into some spooky-ass magic library. Offered it to both. Wing-boy told me to take a hike, but Julian's a try-hard so here we are. Hasn't really been a mission that needed them until now, and there's not exactly a ton of extra minds to comb through when I wanna find someone./
/Yeah? It's a passive connection. Pings me if he's being mutilated or killed or whatever, makes it quicker to track his location if I need it. You know, precautionary bullshit. I route surface thoughts and all that malarkey through a filter that runs subconsciously, so I only get the important crap./
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( Because that's what friends do. )
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/Spare me from anyth—you wanna calm down on the martyr complex, buddy? Ignoring the fact that my pal kicking the bucket is gonna ruin my day regardless of whether or not I'm connected to his brain, burning me out of your head will a) piss me off, b) rob me of potentially crucial intel about a thing that can kill an Omega level telepath, c) eliminate my ability to help, and d) piss me off. So don't fucking try it, capiche?/
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Anybody ever tell you that you have a way with words?
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/Might've been mentioned a time or two./
[Or eight billion.]
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Fine. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I won't cut you off, ok?
( He's still a Summers at the end of the day. )
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[You're not getting away that easy, Natey boy!]
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( How’s that?? )
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[smh Nate, this is why we can't have nice things.]
/You do recall I've actually died, right? More than once. Not to be a Debbie Downer or whatever, but I know a lot more about what it feels like than you do./
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( Gosh, Quentin. )
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[Don't you "gosh, Quentin" him. >:( ]
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( A very Summers reply. c: )
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[DOUBT.]
/I should mention, Julian's on my network too. I mean, not right now. Obviously. Guy never stops yapping./ [Because clearly Quentin has room to judge on yapping.] /He's on a different channel. And on mute. But still./
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( Bro. )
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( He’s just, you know. Curious. )
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[That's an awful lot of very suspicious questions all in a row, Nate.]
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[ :( ]
/Any reason why, or is it just one of your edgy "I don't do friends" things?/
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( He's been around too many others who have been in control or wanted control over him. )
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