IC: Prior to the Network Shutdown and post torte time with Nunnally

[thekingsgambit]

[One failemp appears to be lugging around a backpack this morning. Whatever could that be for?]

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[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[So much work in one day. orz]

Ah. Perhaps there should be time enough to gather the additional mesh required while the second pen is adjusted to the new parameters.

[ascendthethorns]

You may have to settle for counting it only twice. Can you?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Scoffed laugh.]

I will manage somehow.

[ascendthethorns]

[Hammering post into place.]

Even without a break between pens?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Oh, there is a slight cringe at that.]

As you said, the sooner we finish the entire project, the sooner we no longer have to concern ourselves with it.

[ascendthethorns]

[Hey, I offered to do it solo!]

Very well.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Hush! Are we setting the final nails now?]

[ascendthethorns]

[Sure!]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Good, to the meshing!]

... She is still upset with me, but it will pass. Your suggestion did bring back some of the better moments.

[ascendthethorns]

I had a different purpose in mind.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Ah?

[Btw, mesh attachment is likely to be done in the most finicky and precise alignment possible so...]

[ascendthethorns]

[... this is going to take forever, isn't it?...]

She needs to learn how to help you Lelouch, and you need to learn how to let her.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Oh without a doubt.]

I let her help with as much as she can. There are just some things that do not need to be fixed. She does not wish to accept that.

[Also, probably slicing the side of a finger on one of the wire edges in frustration at the memory of their last conversation.]

[ascendthethorns]

You are in no position to make demands of her acceptance. If you want it, then you must earn it.

[Watching his hand...]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Shaking it off, while turning back to look at her.]

I have done everything I can.

[ascendthethorns]

Yet you still sound dismissive toward her.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Dismissive? How can I possibly be dismissive toward her? I have given her the right of decision over everything.

[ascendthethorns]

And her frustrations will pass, partly when she learns to accept your word without concern — correct?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Well, when you put it that way...

Gripping that injured hand now.]

There is no other way of handling things as they are...

[More mesh-laying.]

[ascendthethorns]

[Sighs.]

Give me your hand.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Also sighs before offering it.]

It is just a scratch, commonly associated with this type of task.

[ascendthethorns]

That is no reason to leave it exposed.

[lalala, fishing a large bandaid from her pack.]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Ah.

[Watching this, I suppose.]

... Anyway, I will let Nunnally come to her own conclusions.

[ascendthethorns]

I can't clean it here, so this will have to suffice.

[Applying bandaid.]

And you will have to learn to be honest with her first.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Turns to the side for a moment.]

It is myself she does not think I am being honest with.

[Then turns back.]

Given what we have already covered, this should take another two hours and sixteen minutes. I think the bandage will suffice until then.