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[doggedly]

I'm not having this conversation. I'm not telling you how best to insult me. Me, one of your best mates!

[theshabbiestofmen]

You do it to me, you know, I hardly see why it's unfair the other way around.

[doggedly]

Because it's my job to do it to you, Remus.

[theshabbiestofmen]

It most certainly is not!

[doggedly]

It is! You need me, mate--that's my role in your life. Or one of my roles, anyway. Just think of it, where would you be without me keeping you grounded.

[theshabbiestofmen]

A good deal happier and more well adjusted, I should think.

[doggedly]

Happier?

[theshabbiestofmen]

Well. Perhaps more studious.

[doggedly]

And thus unhappier. I'm glad we've reached this conclusion: studying makes you unhappy.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Oh, yes, well, let me go and burn all my books, why don't I.

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[altercate]

It might be different for you.
We'll see.
It may take time.

[doggedly]

Oh, no, let me! You know I've always wanted to--

[theshabbiestofmen]

You can't, anyway, they've all been left behind. I've had to content myself with stories from the library here-- which are fascinating, but very strange.

[doggedly]

Oh, well. S'ppose I could set sights on that library...

[theshabbiestofmen]

It's digital, Pads, and I'm starting to think they did that just because you were coming.

[doggedly]

[He heaves a sigh.]

Awful. I hate the future. Everything is unfair here.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Considering we're sailing among the stars, I shouldn't think it's all bad.

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[theshabbiestofmen]

All right.

My next full moon is coming up soon. It might be on a different schedule than yours. Er-- do you want to be with me? I usually lock myself in a room.

[doggedly]

[Miserably:] No motorbikes.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Briskly:]

You can fly on your motorbike when we go home.

[doggedly]

Yes, but it's not the same as having it here!

[theshabbiestofmen]

Perhaps you'll get it in your locker, then.

[doggedly]

If they shove a bloody motorbike in my locker, I'm going to be really upset. That'll scratch it for sure.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Are you so determined to be sulky!

[doggedly]

I'm not sulking! Pardon me if I'm not precisely thrilled by the thought of my motorbike arriving with great gashes in it!