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[first_summers]

[ She nods at the information, turning when needed, but she stays quiet for a little longer. Just a few moments, and then, quietly, she apologizes. Because he deserves it. ]

I'm sorry.

[idolpire]

Don't be. I'm... I pry. It's what I do. Learn all your weaknesses. All theirs. I'm just not used to caring about them.

[He shrugged, still walking.]

Not used to talking to you about any of this. Kind of expecting to muck it up.

[first_summers]

[ But he does care now. That's something. Pulling in a deep breath, she shakes her head and offers him a small smile. ]

It's okay. That's kind of what we both do. Mess up the good things in our lives because we don't expect them to last.

[idolpire]

Seems like a rather shite way to live.

[He would know, after all. He'd been un-alive for long enough.]

[first_summers]

It really is.

[ But it's a cycle they've both been trapped in for so long. She hopes they find their way out of it, but... things like that are never easy. ]

[idolpire]

So why do we keep wind up doing the things that hurt us the most, eh?

[first_summers]

[ She's quiet for a moment, contemplative, and then she shrugs. ]

I wish I knew. Maybe then we could fix it.

[idolpire]

Can't have that. We might wind up actually being healthy or some nonsense.

[first_summers]

[ He makes her laugh. Whether he intended to or not, it comes easily and she feels lighter for it, and a bit more settled. ]

No, we can't have that.

[idolpire]

Of course not. Then you wouldn't be interested in vampires and I'd be... utterly boring.

[first_summers]

You could never be boring, Spike. [ Is that a metric ton of affection in her voice? You bet it is. ]

[idolpire]

Yes, I could. I was. Back when my heart actually beat. Boring little nancy boy who couldn't leave his mum and get on with his own life.

[first_summers]

[ She's quiet for a moment, unable to refute his statements because she didn't know if they were true or not. ] Neither of us are the people we used to be.

[idolpire]

Fair enough. You wear less sparkly stuff now. I haven't even seen one unicorn in your wardrobe selection.

[A small smirk as he looked up at the night sky, pretending like he hadn't said what he said.]

Ah, here we are.

[They'd arrived at the restaurant, and Spike moved to open the door for her.]

[first_summers]

[ Pretend all you want, Spike, but she most certainly caught that unicorn slight. And she will make you pay for it later. ]

Thank you, Spike. [ She steps inside, honestly a bit surprised at the door holding. But boy, is it nice. When was the last time she got this sort of treatment? Other than a few awkward encounters here and there, it really has been quite a while. ]

[idolpire]

[He'd been raised in that era, and it was harder to break a hundred years of habit than not, but he found himself less bothered by it when she smiled at him. He grinned, stepping in behind her and going up to the hostess, giving his name and waiting for her to check them in.]

Don't thank me yet. Night's just begun, after all. It could still turn to shit.