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[gorobo]

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[pancakeboy]

Indeed. The way I heard it, the things you said were largely unconscionable.

[But "cut and dry"? He suspects not.]

Do you think you're the first of us to try to drive people away? You're not. Ignoring what came out in the Palace, I've done it myself. I'm not blind or stupid.

[gorobo]

I don't think you are. It's why I'm not bullshitting you.

There's nothing to say. I wasn't provoked. I lost grip of my temper, aired my grievances about Crow in an exaggerated manner, and people reacted accordingly.

Because everyone loves Crow.

[Shit- he shouldn't have sent that last one, but it's too late to unsend it.]

[pancakeboy]

[They do. Crow is just so fucking lovable. It's sickening. Except the cracks are showing now, wider and wider every day, and Magpie—well, he doesn't think he'd trade with Crow at all.]

I won't bullshit you either. You've made enemies tonight, and you won't unmake them any time soon.

I also exempted dealings with Crow from our deal, as I recall.

[gorobo]

[Yeah, no shit. The Crow Fanclub is practically as big as the amount of residents in this place.]

I'm aware.

[It's nothing new, anyway.]

And I do recall, yes.

[And here it comes, the part where one more person tells him to fuck off and apologize to Crow.]

[pancakeboy]

[Maybe. Part of him wants to say it just for payback. But only part.]

On the other hand, all of us have to live together. In this place. And from what I've observed, watching my alternates here, the thing that most defines us is our damage.

Perhaps Crow's ruined me. I don't know.

[gorobo]

[He almost snorts out a morose laugh at that. Almost.]

Yeah, and it's nothing short of miserable for all involved.

[Who would've thought- putting a bunch of miserable people together only makes them more miserable. The party, if nothing else, was just a confirmation of that.

As for the latter statement... well. He wouldn't fucking know either, now would he?]

You live with the guy. You tell me.

[pancakeboy]

I don't know. Sometimes I think something in me died, by now. But we're not here to talk about me, no matter how tempting it is to evade.

What do you plan to do now?

[An apology is more than warranted, from everything Magpie's heard. This isn't a situation where it will fix nothing.]

[gorobo]

[Falcon thunks his head against the nearest wall.]

Talk to Crow properly and apologize.

Sometime soon I guess.

[It's like he's trying to casually pull out one of his wires by just typing that, but he knows he should. He knows he went too far. He knows people expect it from him.]

[pancakeboy]

Apologising would certainly be politically correct. Do you want to?

[Not exactly sounding like he's desperate for Falcon to apologise, tbh.]

[gorobo]

Not really.

[That's all there is to it, really. Despite his harsh words, he can't say he doesn't believe them at their core, nor that Crow didn't deserve to hear them. He just hates that it upset people he does hold in some more positive regard.

He won't insult Magpie by lying about it either.]

But what else is there to do? Considering I can't leave this miserable faux-reality.

[pancakeboy]

Let me be clear. What you said won't go away with an apology. You injured many people who are significant to me, and none of us will forget it soon. The only purpose an apology would serve, as you imply, is to show willing.

[It really seems like he doesn't understand apologies for their own sake—which is perfectly true.]

But a lot of people went to a lot of trouble to free you from your chains. Including some of those same people. I would regret it if you felt your hand was forced in this way.

[gorobo]

No, clearly not. I've been made fully aware by multiple people in multiple ways, thanks.

[Another one for the pile.]

I'll deal with it. I'd rather not hurt Raven more than I already I have.

[And that's the crux of the whole thing, isn't it?]

[pancakeboy]

[Maybe. Maybe not. Magpie's edging around something, not quite saying it.]

Then that will suffice. As long as it *is* your own choice, and not something other.

[As he thought. It's clear as day that Falcon regrets enough of what happened, which casts more light on its cause.]

[gorobo]

It is.

[He regrets, though maybe it's not for the reasons people would like him to.]

[pancakeboy]

[It's okay. Magpie knows more than a little about regret by now. Sometimes he even struggles to avoid it. But there's one gift he can give, after his warnings; just a small one.]

Then I'll leave it to your best judgement.

I'll be around, if you want to talk.

[gorobo]

Yeah.

I appreciate it.