[ her grumbles give way to a wedge of sympathy. of course, ana's on his mind. and if she could return him straight away to his marriage bed? she absolutely would do it. peggy just isn't so certain she'd be so quick to follow.
she scrolls through the emojis once more. half-frowning. ] Ana would have appreciated my revelation about the aubergine.
[ don't sulk, mister jarvis. it's unbecoming of both of us. ]
[He's not about to change for the sake of a change in scenery.
He looks very intensely thoughtful. Apple pie... A difficult feat thanks to the lack of produce, but potentially possible. He will have to be creative.]
-- I suspect she would find it very novel indeed. Maybe even dashing. [ she's quick to smile. it's hard not to feel ever so slightly buoyed by their marriage. it's aspirational. ]
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she scrolls through the emojis once more. half-frowning. ] Ana would have appreciated my revelation about the aubergine.
[ don't sulk, mister jarvis. it's unbecoming of both of us. ]
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Shall I hunt you a substitute in the garden?
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Sure. Why not. I'd love one.
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Excellent. Aha, it's a shame you can't send these -- emojis on the comm.
We could ask if Mr. Rogers would like it for supper.
[oh for fucks sake]
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Maybe you ought to ask. [ ...she calls his bluff, then, but only after excusing herself from the caper. ] All on your own.
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[Nope, no chain yanking. Ana would tell you, he's prime game for trolling right now.
But it seems he's saved himself from being flustered today.]
... I'll have to learn all of Mr. Roger's preferred foods.
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[ okay, she'll volley this idea back and forth a little bit. she can guess why. she simply doesn't agree. ]
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[Is your guess accurate.]
I've already inferred he enjoys American iced tea.
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[ huff! painfully accurate, yes. but if you must know: ] He likes apple pie.
[ ok, maybe we can coddle his belly a little bit. ]
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[He's not about to change for the sake of a change in scenery.
He looks very intensely thoughtful. Apple pie... A difficult feat thanks to the lack of produce, but potentially possible. He will have to be creative.]
Right then. Apple pie...!
And I shall make you some scones.
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[ said very much in the voice of someone suggesting they'd still definitely want scones. ]
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In that case I will need to circumvent your dishonesty by accidentally leaving them in the Starstuck's kitchen.
[nod nod]
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[OBVIOUSLY!!]
Though perhaps you have a point.
Who knows where I would be if not for Miss Jarvis' knack for thieving grown men.
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It was the tie, you see. The tie was imbued with magic, I was drawn in helplessly.
[nod, nod, sipping of the tea, so smug]
... You know, danger aside, I think Ana would get quite a kick out of my being a spaceman.
It's something to put on a resume, don't you think?
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She has always coaxed me into trying new routines.
I suppose there is no greater change than being in space.
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I am always adjusting.
[Or at least he makes attempts to.
But he's rather good at cancelling dinner plans for Carter's escapades.]