[ The other books in that package were self help books and obviously she doesn't need them. ]
But no, it was the Buddhism part. I was meaning to read more about it back home, I thought the kōans were cool. I don't actually care that much about motorbikes. Not as much as this dude does anyway.
I don't exactly have any alternatives. And yeah, I'm kind of getting that this is a white guy who read a book one time and thinks he's an authority. Like Ram Dass.
[ The author doesn't even know that ghosts are real. ]
... I once picked up a novel I believed to be a famous political thriller. It turns out that there is more than one book called "All the King's Men," and that one of them is a work of erotica.
It wasn't even very good. And that's why you should always judge a book by its cover. [nods firmly] I'd thought it odd that something that won a Pulitzer would have shirtless men on it.
[ "Oh sorry, should I just wipe my memory when I get an answer I don't like?" not worth it not worth it- ]
I'm not mad, I just don't want to talk about it. You really don't need to make this a big deal. Because you're doing that. You could like- ask me a question or something. Generally conversations work like that.
Do I look like a linguist to you? I don't know. There's a bunch of ways to fuck something up and only a few ways to get something right. It's like anything. They're not boring if you like, care about what the other person is saying.
You don't have to keep coming out. Like- your bullshit about 'blah blah you come here for a purpose' or whatever, you could just not show up. It's an option.
They get mad when I don't. As if it isn't their own faults... [idly, dropping one hand down to doodle invisible pictures onto the floor.] I only come out when there's even a slight chance of something interesting happening in the first place.
She's probably still going to resent Skulduggery's influence for preventing her from getting what's coming to her. But... his care for her being enough to make the Captain... try for neutrality? That's a weird not awful feeling. She finally drops the pretense of the book to actually look over at him, all their histories of terror and violence, the scar that stayed over her heart, the memory of his nails pressed into her cheek. Yeah, it's depressing that this is the best he can muster. Genuinely. From anyone else this would not be good enough, she would expect more- like some apologies maybe. But... even ageless Djinn running murder hell-boats want to be not what they are sometimes. And she doesn't want to be cruel anymore. ]
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...huh. ]
That makes sense. I know you don't like being thanked so, [ A shrug. She just... won't. ]
I kind of figured it was an American thing.
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[beat]
Did you pick it up solely because of the word "motorcycle."
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[ The other books in that package were self help books and obviously she doesn't need them. ]
But no, it was the Buddhism part. I was meaning to read more about it back home, I thought the kōans were cool. I don't actually care that much about motorbikes. Not as much as this dude does anyway.
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[beat]
Or in motorcycles, honestly.
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[ The author doesn't even know that ghosts are real. ]
Is it legit the worst book on it?
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[...]
That one's up there, though.
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[ ... ]
What's the worst book you've read?
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Gross, [ And pointedly opens her terrible book. ]
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[ She wrinkles her face up behind her book. ]
I don't want to hear any more about it.
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stares at her for a minute.]
This isn't some Catholic thing, is it.
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So asking questions and then getting mad about the answers is just a general thing for you, then. I really had thought it was something I was doing.
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I'm not mad, I just don't want to talk about it. You really don't need to make this a big deal. Because you're doing that. You could like- ask me a question or something. Generally conversations work like that.
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[ Stares pointedly at her terrible book. ]
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[leans head on both fists, stares out at the ocean.]
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[ Rolls her eyes behind her book. ]
You don't have to keep coming out. Like- your bullshit about 'blah blah you come here for a purpose' or whatever, you could just not show up. It's an option.
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[ And he sure does seem to come out whenever she visits. Even answered her question without fuss, which is hard to square against that circle. ]
Dunking on me can't be that entertaining.
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Being on... neutral terms, at the very least, would please him. So I'm. Trying that.
[and this is literally him trying. which is sad.]
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She's probably still going to resent Skulduggery's influence for preventing her from getting what's coming to her. But... his care for her being enough to make the Captain... try for neutrality? That's a weird not awful feeling. She finally drops the pretense of the book to actually look over at him, all their histories of terror and violence, the scar that stayed over her heart, the memory of his nails pressed into her cheek. Yeah, it's depressing that this is the best he can muster. Genuinely. From anyone else this would not be good enough, she would expect more- like some apologies maybe. But... even ageless Djinn running murder hell-boats want to be not what they are sometimes. And she doesn't want to be cruel anymore. ]
I can do neutral if you can.
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Darcy sits herself up properly again, casting a glance over the rest of the ship. ]
For what it's worth, I do hope you prove me wrong about you.
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