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what should i call you?

( it seemed like a good starting point for clearing the air... maybe? )

[ Truthfully, he doesn't want the air cleared with anyone. If he had his way he'd just chalk it up to a horrible dream and nothing more than that. What happened to them was wildly out of their control, something that even he can see despite the coiling anger and frustration in his belly aimed at the faction leaders and at himself.

And it's for that reason alone that he doesn't outright ignore Heather. Because they didn't ask for that to happen to them. It just did. And now they had to deal with the aftermath and learn how to move on from it. ]

if we're outside the castle, alyx.

alright, cassian.

( they're not inside the castle )

i'd pretend we could start over and forget what happened but i can't. ( literally can't ) but we could find a new ground?

[ He walked into that one. ]

i'm surprised you want to

we had nice conversations before those memories. we can still have those. and one future where i fell in love with you doesn't mean i'm holding you to that or trying to do that either. it's not a guide for what's going to happen.

how do you know that the man you spoke to before this and the "god" that you interacted with in there are who i am?

does that stop pleasant conversations from being possible?

you'd keep talking to someone who might be a liar?
or presenting some false version of themselves?

you'd never be alone in the world doing that.

( not when she did exactly the same daily )

[ There's a pause before he responds. ]

how much of what you did is what you did before coming here?

i've never had magic, but i believe what i do is to help and protect people. being 'a god' changed how that applies. though so does a lack of technology.

you hack then?

that's one thing.

if you don't want to share them then i won't ask

[ He appreciates his privacy - just like he's sure she prefers hers. ]

i'm a programmer. though as you've worked out that encompasses less-than-legal 'programming' also. i looked for information, mostly.

( she's not sure why she's telling him this outside of that memory of trust. even if the rest didn't count she wanted to believe that feeling )

a hacker for hire then

[ Without tone it might be hard to tell if he's judging her. But if she remembers anything about the "eight hundred years", it's that he didn't mind bending the rules every once in a while. ]