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[rickitikitarr]

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[formerself]

He's a prick. Right about some things, but a massive prick.

[rickitikitarr]

Well. Maybe he's not the therapist for you.

[A reluctant twist of a smile.]

I'm sorry, darling. It's good when it's good.

[formerself]

[He shrugs.]

Don't matter. I'm managing.

Have you thought about when you might...?

[rickitikitarr]

Nah. Soon as I get up the nerve, I imagine, though who knows when that will be.

[formerself]

Sooner'd be better, wouldn't it? I mean. You're just givin' yourself time to talk yourself out of it, the longer it goes.

[Though they first spoke about this a while ago, and it's still on the table, which seems like a pretty solid indicator that it will happen eventually.]

[rickitikitarr]

[Ricki points at him, with a distinct note of 'quiet, you.'

But honestly;]

I will.

[formerself]

[Eggsy just pulls his finger and thumb across his perfectly straight mouth in a gesture of 'zipping it', but the smile is in his eyes. He really can't help it if 'trying to be a supportive friend while also being a warden' is coming across as backseat wardening.]

[rickitikitarr]

All right, all right, I'm going to get going, go do some mental composing. You, go get a good bottle of alcohol, we're making an exception and getting me drunk in the aftermath.

[formerself]

[He pulls off a salute that his CO in training would have slapped him for.]

Yes, sir, that I can do.