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[CW: references to religious violence; disrespectful discussion of both Abrahamic and Nahuatl religions fairly likely in comments.]

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[The Tess who appears on the screen is a rather tired-looking Tess.]

I, uh.

[She glances down; clears her throat awkwardly.]

If anyone actually, uh. Actually took the blood sacrifice thing seriously? I need you to just not. Please. Offer's rescinded, no blessings for blood. Even if it worked--and it's not going to work; I was just being--I was being stupid. Even if it worked I don't...I don't want that. And I'm sorry, I'm sorry I said all that stuff. I'm sorry for the things I called everyone.

[Her face contorts in guilt, but she forces it neutral again.]

And...if anyone's seen my snake? I know you don't owe me anything, but if you could let me know if he's okay, I'd just...I'd really appreciate that.

[Private to Flynn]

Flynn, I...I'm really sorry. That wasn't okay; none of that was okay. I shouldn't have put you in that position. I'd get it if you didn't want to talk to me again.

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You do?

[Look, he immediately goes for a safe by clearing his throat and brushing off his shirt but this will never not be weird.]

I mean, uh, I like you, too. You're a great person. [A beat.] Would you like me to pretend it didn't come up?

I guess that depends on whether the whole rejection thing was full honesty or if you just didn't want your bones jumped while I was being batshit nuts.

No, you know what, let's just--let's just not go there. Things are already...complicated. This kind of stuff just makes everything more complicated.

Oh.

Uh.

... Yeah. Yeah, okay. I mean, I just, what I've been meaning to say is...

Yeah.

Yeah?

[Fuck, she's fucked this up real bad.]

I mean...yeah.

[Aw man. He made it worse, didn't he. Can he salvage this?]

I... wasn't lying to you. I really do like you. And honestly? You're amazing, I'd go out with you in a heartbeat.

But I really am with someone else.

Oh! Oh.

[That...does help, actually. She'd kind of wanted to ask exactly that question.]

No, that's...that's good. And I'm not really, you know...the committing kind. It's better that way, just...it's just always kind of fucked up doing anything with mortals, you know? Like...I'm never sure yes is really yes. So a no is actually kind of fine, if that makes sense.

That... huh. That does make sense, yeah.

[At least in theory, it's not something he can actively imagine. Still, he's relieved to hear it and smiles.]

Sooo that means we're good?

[She's probably supposed to feel like she's always gracing mortals with her presence and can do what she likes with them, but she's a little too modern and a little too recently mortal to stop giving a shit about consent like that.

She chuckles.]

Yeah. Yeah, we're good, if you're good.

I'm good. So we're good. That's good.

I'll still take that breakfast someday.

I'm going to have to haul my ass back downtown, aren't I? I just ate goddamn everything I was carrying, no thought for the future.

Hey, at least you travel light? I know I should get rid of some stuff but I just keep on hoarding and cursing all the way to the next house. And then forget all about it until the next morning.

You build good packing habits when you don't live anywhere in particular. It's a real pain in the ass to roll in to a new city with more than one suitcase.

Anyway, Roy's more than big enough that I don't want to carry a bunch of crap on top of him.

Good point.

[At the mention of the Coatl his face lights up.] Tell him I said hi, yeah?

Yeah! Gabriel and what's-his-face found him, so he's okay. They tried to feed him jello, I guess? But he's okay anyway.

Nothing wrong with jello.

Unless he can't eat jello.

... I may get a little stuck on the fact here that they have jello.

[He loves jello.]

Uh, he's a snake, of course he can't eat jello.

You'll have to ask them where they got it. I bet the grocery store has it, but it'd be powder....

Well, but he's also kind of a magic snake? So I thought maybe...

But thanks for the tip. I'll definitely do that.

... Are you gonna be okay?

I mean, as okay as anyone is in this place?

This is all...really embarrassing. And this place sucks. But this is still kind of easier than an average Tuesday, not gonna lie.

Yeah. This town just really doesn't give you a break, does it.

... What happens on an average Tuesday?

We nearly get killed sending a Titan to the underworld, usually. Or Bjorn fathers another two dozen children, or someone attacks one of our friends and we have to go kick some asses and then everyone's all pissy about interpantheon interference, as though we didn't all have bigger problems.