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[notimeforsorrow]

Don't think I can't see you grinning to yourself over there. While I offer my congratulations that things are going according to plan - at least when it comes to your plans - don't you have other things to do?

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[prepollence]

So you truly support this dalliance? For shame, Organa. I thought you were wiser than that.

[notimeforsorrow]

[Uh oh. Wrong move.]

[An expression of disbelief settled over her face.]

Dalliance? Is that what you think it is?

Is that what it is to you?

[prepollence]

I'm saying that practically speaking in the foreseeable future the viability of this arrangement is-- [Noticing that she looked about to jump him in fury, he broke off, sighing.] ...I have enjoyed our debates, for the record.

[notimeforsorrow]

[He hadn't completely assuaged her anger, but he had at least managed to keep it from exploding like a volcano.]

[Her mouth was drawn into a thin line. Did he really think that she was the type to jump into casual relationships? Did he just consider their involvement a farce? Maybe it was unwise because it was a gamble, but she took that leap of faith and saw it through - and whatever happened, she'd face it head on.]

You can be so infuriating.

[prepollence]

So can you. [Another hint of a smirk.] We do share some significant traits--I grant your mun that. How unfortunate that you aren't to be won to my side, regardless of how long we bicker.

[notimeforsorrow]

[She rolled her eyes, more for show than anything, although the smile was beginning to tug at her lips once more.]

Astute of you to notice.

You like the bickering, though. It keeps you sharp. Stars forbid that either of us lose our edge.

[prepollence]

It is better than some of the inane arguments my colleagues instigate. [Read: that Kylo instigates.] Even your wholly misguided retorts are quite well-composed.

[notimeforsorrow]

[Shame on you, Ben.]

They wouldn't be well-composed without reason and truth to back them up.

[prepollence]

Every effectively presented point carries some degree of truth, though the conclusion itself may be quite off the mark.

[notimeforsorrow]

In this case, the conclusion will be for the people's to decide.

[prepollence]

But of course. [His tone dripped with sarcasm.] It is only right to leave each and every decision to the mercy of the ignorant masses.

[notimeforsorrow]

Not each and every decision, but most certainly the ones concerning their welfare.