A peaceful rest in death is, he thinks, more than a lot of people can hope
to gain in their lives. More than a lot of people do gain, if he accepts
even a fraction of his mother's teachings.
"...I don't understand. Do you want me to be afraid of you?"
"...but you're telling me so," Credence points out quietly, though he can't
quite bring himself to make the directly related observation. A lot of
people wouldn't.
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Date: 2017-03-16 02:45 pm (UTC)"Oh."
A peaceful rest in death is, he thinks, more than a lot of people can hope to gain in their lives. More than a lot of people do gain, if he accepts even a fraction of his mother's teachings.
"...I don't understand. Do you want me to be afraid of you?"
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Date: 2017-03-16 03:01 pm (UTC)He says, breathing out his nose.
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Date: 2017-03-16 04:00 pm (UTC)"...but you're telling me so," Credence points out quietly, though he can't quite bring himself to make the directly related observation. A lot of people wouldn't.
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Date: 2017-03-16 04:10 pm (UTC)He reasons, with a shrug.
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Date: 2017-03-16 04:14 pm (UTC)Credence lets the silence drag for several moments as he stares at the wood and the nails.
Then he offers a tiny shrug of his own, cautious, because his mother always hated it when he shrugged.
"I'm already dead."
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Date: 2017-03-16 04:32 pm (UTC)So, he gives him a bit of a crooked smile.
"Between the two of us, we'll make it."
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Date: 2017-03-16 04:37 pm (UTC)"Yes. I...I want us to."
He swallows hard, around the nauseating tightness in his throat.
"...I'll ask Mr Pinkman."
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Date: 2017-03-16 05:42 pm (UTC)He tests out, very carefully.
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Date: 2017-03-16 05:59 pm (UTC)Credence makes a nervous sound that might have been a laugh, coming from someone else.
"...C?"
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Date: 2017-03-16 08:53 pm (UTC)He wonders, thinking probably, not quite.
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Date: 2017-03-16 08:55 pm (UTC)"Is that a -- a nickname?"
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Date: 2017-03-17 06:58 am (UTC)He says, and promises;
"I'll figure it out."
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Date: 2017-03-17 07:00 am (UTC)"....I like it," he decides, carefully. "I can be C."
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Date: 2017-03-17 09:21 am (UTC)He says, easily, and;
"Even if that's not it, we'll get there."
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Date: 2017-03-17 11:12 am (UTC)He nods an easy concession. He really doesn't mind what Quentin calls him so long as they're talking.
"Do you like being - Q?"
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Date: 2017-03-17 11:15 am (UTC)He agrees, with a little smile up at him.
"I've been so many people over my life, it feels like. But Q was always a comfortable one."
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Date: 2017-03-17 11:20 am (UTC)"Then I - I'll call you Q. If you want me to."
It's a strangely exciting idea. He's never called anyone by a nickname before. Ma always said it was disrespectful.
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Date: 2017-03-17 11:29 am (UTC)He agrees, with a smile.
"Usually they come and go. When someone has done something nice, when you're feeling friendly."
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Date: 2017-03-17 01:08 pm (UTC)"Mmhm."
He supposes this is obvious, or it should be, but he's grateful to have it spelled out.
And he still has to check.
"...and you won't be...insulted? Ma always said it was....ill mannered."
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Date: 2017-03-17 02:16 pm (UTC)He says, with a smile.
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Date: 2017-03-17 04:39 pm (UTC)"And we're friends," he says, reminding himself as much as anything else.
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Date: 2017-03-17 06:25 pm (UTC)He says, brightly, and picks himself up.
"Okay, Credence, I'd better get back- but we're on shift tomorrow, right?"
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Date: 2017-03-17 07:23 pm (UTC)"Yes," he nods. "I'll see you then."
And insofar as he looks forward to anything, he's looking forward to that.