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Heh. That's not what I asked.

I....think everyone was mostly agreed they understand to a degree why I reacted that way?

I see. Interesting.

[ He says in the most uninterested tone anyone's probably ever said that.

he'll shrug, though, going to get up and come back with some darts and set them on the bartop between them. He takes his seat again with his back against the counter and grabs his half-fill to drink from it as he looks around the Lounge and looks for a dart board. ]

You sure do do make a big stink about having a lot to talk about when it comes to yourself, but you fall flat on delivery every time, you know.

[....shrugs, picking up a dart and tapping it against the bar top]

What can I say? I start feeling annoying for my complaining not even half way through.

Is that a thing you do with everyone or just Sam?

[Blinks slowly, looking up at him]

Ah....well. I do that with everyone. I'm difficult like that, I guess...

[ takes one of the darts and flicks it towards the dart board that's clearly not positioned to be played from here; the distance is way too long and if this was an actual crowded restaurant like a normal boat, there's no way there would be a clear path. ]

Is that what you constitute as difficult? You really love these negative words about yourself, but you're a pretty confident and charismatic person on the surface from what I remember.

[ that dart he so casually shot has hit bullseye dead center. ]

I guess my question is do you really want to spill your guts and just can't bring yourself to, or are you just hoping you sound more engaged by pretending to be open to sharing? There's no right answer, I'm just curious what version we're playing.

I'm an Aria, of course I'm charismatic....

[....whistles at the toss]

As for your question, of course it's the first one. Though, I'm sure some people would believe I'm playing a popularity game. I have nothing to gain though.

[ motions for Jewel to come over closer to him with his dart. ]

What're you afraid of, then?

[Walks over, drink in one hand and dart in the other]

Being more work than I'm worth, I guess...

[ shifts so he can pull Jewel in front of him, one hand on his waist while the other goes over the hand holding the dart. Just going to gently tweak his fingers and the rest of his arm, feeling along the muscles to make sure the proper ones are relaxed and the others are taut.

He will lean in to ask quietly against his ear even as he takes hold of Jewel's hand to pull it back into position for him to throw when he's ready (and Sam'll let go, so Jewel can do so on his own accord.) ]

Don't you ever get tired of that fear and just wish you could break free of it?

[Allows his body to be maneuvered into position]

Of course I do. Even I get tired... Especially I get tired....

[Tosses the dart, hitting the center of the board]

Afterall, I have to deal with me more than anyone else does.

[ hums in satisfaction as the dart embeds itself, punctuating his words with that same sentiment. ]

Very nice. Progress is as progress does.

I pretty much hit the point of tired where I have to do something about it.

Will you?

Is that doubt I hear?

[ grabs Jewel's chin tilting his head back a bit to make sure they're looking at each other, a soft laugh accompanying a smirk. ]

Oya, don't be dramatic. We don't know each other well enough for me to make that call. If the thought still somehow lights a fire under your ass for the change you want, though, I'll make the effort even for a 'B-B' like you.

Then again, you have many people in your life chasing you and wanting to be a part of it already. I'm sure their opinions on these things will do so much more for you.

[ lets go of him to go back to his drink. ] Or maybe not. Who knows what you're into.

[Frowns, looking over his face again]

What's a B-B?

[ just. smiles. ]

That's what tripped you up, huh. So many possibilities, right? Wanna guess?

Oh, a lot of things are ‘tripping me up’ right now.

[Grabs another dart, lining up the throw]

B.b. though…blond something?

[ sips his drink, watching with a little interest. ] Basic bitch.

…haha! Well, I was made to be marketable, not interesting. Too unique or too much substance kind of narrows my appeal, you know~!

[Tosses the dart for another bull’s eye before sipping his drink]

[ whistles. ] You learn fast, I'll give you that. Or you didn't need to learn at all.

Oh, I'm sure you're interesting. Lots of people must think so, you're popular, so you have to have something to you beyond a pretty face. You're just not to me beyond he likes you for some reason. Enough that I can't really do anything to you other than insult you a little.

…oh? And…what would you do to me if he didn’t like me?

I would ignore you. Just like I do the majority of this ship.

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