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[knowsaboutviscera]

[She's from S7 jsyk, so yeah. Reasons. They exist.]

You do? Since when?

[allbloodyhail]

About six months now. You read the pamphlet, yeah?

[knowsaboutviscera]

Pamphlet? There's a pamphlet?

[allbloodyhail]

I didn't read it either. [He shrugs.] Want a cuppa, or somethin'?

[knowsaboutviscera]

[Side-eye.]

No, I don't.

[allbloodyhail]

[He shoves his hands in duster pockets and looks down.] Alright.

Maybe we should, sit though?

[knowsaboutviscera]

[The gesture makes her flinch a little. She's still not used to that new, humble Spike.]

What, you wanna have a friendly chat?

[She crosses her arms over her chest.]

We're not friends.

[allbloodyhail]

Alright, alright. We don't--I can just go. You're.

Hook up with a woman, name of Zatanna. She'll help you better than I can, anyway.

[He hesitates though, before he turns away. This wasn't the meeting he'd been expecting, but he'd been naive to think Dawn would just be okay with him, even after all this time.]

[knowsaboutviscera]

[This should be a good thing.

How it's supposed to be.

And yet, there is something about his retreating back that she cannot abide.]

Spike.

[allbloodyhail]

[He leans in just a little, without taking a step towards her. He's hanging back, the way he's resigned himself to these days.] Yeah?

[knowsaboutviscera]

[She swallows. Hesitates for just the slightest moment before deciding to just roll with it.]

Let's sit.

[allbloodyhail]

[He doesn't hesitate, reaching out for her arm though he doesn't connect the touch. He's just going to make a motion like 'follow me' and pick a bench not too far from where she'd been standing.] You know you get superpowers, right?

[knowsaboutviscera]

[She'd been following in a general sense, careful not to focus on him too intensely so as to maintain a casual appearance.

At his words, though, her face whips around to him.]

What? Really?

[allbloodyhail]

[He nods, a smile tugging at the edges of his lips.] Yeah, I mean. Sometimes it's something lame. But everyone gets 'em, no exceptions.

[knowsaboutviscera]

Huh.

[Well, that's a new revelation. And just after the Potential thing turned out a mistake.]

So, what are some of the lame ones? Like, communicating with lichen or something?

[allbloodyhail]

[He snorts] Could be. They're all different sort of things, from superstrength and the regular ones to magic and what have you. The machine picks them for you.

[knowsaboutviscera]

A machine? How does that work?

[allbloodyhail]

The same machine that brought you in, luv. [Did she bump her head. He's starting to become concerned.]