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I don't know what you're talking about.

[Was that a blush? Maaaaybe.]

Fine, have it your way. [But he is 112% unconvinced and it shows on his dumb face.] I think you ought to wait some, still. Before you make requests of her.

Wouldn't she want more people on her side? I mean, that seems like a thing they'd want. And Malia's proven herself.

Aye, but now seems a poor time, for all that. She calls us to battle, to go to their castle and kill on their soil, but instead we wait here. Who knows how she will take that?

Maybe she'll consider us team awesome, held in reserves for when shit really starts to fly?

[Shut up, Jon. He was optimistic.]

[ohgods Stiles]

Is this not... "shit flying" already? Caer Glaem means to march into battle to siege the enemy's fortress, en force. It seems to me they haven't done it in a long time. Not since I've been here, at least.

Maybe not, but Scima's popped on over to take a stab at us not long after I got here. There's a constant back and forth between them, Jon. Dude, coming from the sword bashing place you come from? I figured you'd get all that.

Where I come from, war is not treated as a diversion or a game. If one is called to action by his liege lord and he ignores it, then comes by begging for favors while the fighting is still on, he's likely to get his head struck off for his troubles.

This is a different sort of war, bro. Besides, they're not people. Well, not humans.

I still think you ought to wait.

Until when? Until it's too late? What about Robb? You plan on just hoping no one decides to do anything stupid to him?

Until the fighting is over, at the very least.

And how long is that going to be this time? A week? Two? A month? How about five? Maybe a year? There's no timetable on this thing, Jon.

Fine. Do as you will, then.

Oooh, is this the sulky Jon face because I'm not agreeing with him? Is this sulky Jon? Sulky Jon, is that you?

[Guess who was being an ass?]

I'm not sulking. [WOW TOSSING HAIR.] I only know by now it's useless to argue when you've your heart set on some folly.

[Guess who was coming over to squish Jon's cheeks together.]

Sulky Jon really hates it when people don't agree with him, doesn't he? Abooboo.

[OMFG STILES NO HE IS A MAN AND HAS HIS DIGNITY] Would you-- stop that! [Knocking his wrists away!!] You're bloody insufferable, you know that?

[He just laughed.]

I love you too.

[Huff!!!]

Aye, well. [He is too manly to say it back but he does ok.] Now what's this business about making it so you can't get hurt by a sword?

[Yeah, he knew. You jerk.]

It's a shard thing. I have to be touching you and concentrating, or touching the walls and concentrating. Or touching whatever, but... I can like... push out protection onto it. The guy, Di.. Der... D, whatever. He did it on a practice dummy and couldn't stab through it. Or make a mark. He can do it with his shirt so his arm is whole. Stuff like that.

You learned it from him?

... Could you teach it to me? [Jon has a not fun history of getting poked full of holes ok and Stiles probably doesn't want to walk around holding hands with him all the time so...]

[I dunno. They could sing Kumbaya and skip along through the wildflowers...]

I can try. You might have an easier time of it because you're used to accessing it. The harder part for me was finding it.

Aye, that's easy. [If Stiles would just let Jon hit him with a sword for awhile he'd get used to accessing it too!!] Well? How does it go, then?

... Well, I'm not doing it now. This isn't... not in my room, dude.

[And for the first time since Jon had entered, Ryia piped up from on top of the wardrobe.]

Exactly. You might get blood all over the bedding. Then where would his royal wizard sleep?

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