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You're making it sound like you're petting a vagabond cat.

Hey, I'm a sucker for a good vagabond. Bad vagabond? Bond, James Vagabond? You're allowed to hang up on me now, FYI.

[ laughing, but incredibly fond. ] Oh my god. What am I gonna do with you.

[ she's laughing too, rolling from her back onto her stomach. ] Love me. And - let me do the same for you, probably.

[ she remembers how this conversation started, after all. and maybe it should be weird that it's smoother sailing with eddie than peter right now, but it feels really nice and right at the same time. ]

That sounds good to me.

[ there's the briefest pause as he picks at his couch again. ]

I do love you, so that's a good start.

I love you too, Eddie.

[ she's trying not to think about it, him dying or being in any kind of pain. wanting to make it better is one of those life goals for her now, like fixing harry's whole genetic illness situation. ]

So much.

Me too. So much.

[ it's grossly genuine and serious. he doesn't want to make a joke, because he means it. he's glad he called her, and he thinks its made both of them feel a lot better. ]

I'm glad you told me. And I'm glad that you called.

[ she'll guard this information as much as she guards eddie's general well-being. ]

[ he wishes she was in his arms right now. ]

M'glad I did, too. Come over again soon.

You've got it. I wish I was there now.

[ so long as they're telling each other things. ]

Me too.

[ said in the same tone, barely joking: ]

Really need to work on that Apparating thing.

Yeah. I'd be there in a second.

[ in his bed, or on the couch, just - poof. ]

I mean, it's tricky and all but I bet I could get the hang of it.

We should ask Hermione for lessons. Just in case we've got some wizard blood somewhere. Then you could just — [ poof. ] Whenever you wanted.

God I love the way your mind works. [ she loves him for suggesting she might have wizard blood, let's be honest. ] I would poof into your place more often than not. Scare the living daylights out of you.

Let the record show that I have a very manly reaction to being startled. No high pitched screams here.

Ohh, I like that. Manly being startled. You might just sweep me off my feet.

Yeah, with my manly ain't-afraid-of-no-thang reaction to unexpected surprises.

God, you're so hot right now.

Yeah? Is it my grand display of masculinity?

Uh, it definitely is. You know how those move me.

Oh yeah. Makes you weak in the knees. [ he runs a hand over his face, laughing into it. ]

You make me weak in the knees. Everything else is just - part of the package.

Good thing I can hold you up.

Oh. You're killing me, over here.

There I go, sweeping you off your feet again.

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