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... Well, first order of business. Hate to be the one to break this to you, mundane, but 'Polly want a cracker?' is hardly helpful if you actually want me to comply.

Secondly; Let's stick with the memes for a while, shall we?

I wouldn't advice looking for games for me right now... In the future, perhaps.

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At least your mundane taunts you rather than...comes up with even worse ideas.

*Pause.* What sort of taunt is that, in the first place?

The taunts aren't even half of what's on her mind, Enoch.

[All mundanes are shady, if you ask him. Up to no good.] She's equating me to a bird. One that will be coaxed by a treat, at that.

...Dare I ask?

*About what else his mun is thinking, that is. The bird thing...okay. He gets it, at least.*

Probably shouldn't.

[Oh Enoch. He's hurt. No questions about the bird thing?]

Personally I'm more concerned with being compared to a parrot. [That's a blow to his pride after all.]

*Worried look. That's the least a mun can do, right?*

...You should ignore her when she does that. There's worse she could do.

[Lucifel isn't too concerned about the scribe's worried look and dismisses his concern with a shrug.]

I suppose. [Not in this context.]

Really though. Most of what's on her mind is about the others in this headspace of hers, not about me.

... *Well, if you say so.*

I've found the best way to handle insults is to not show you're insulted. After all, she's hoping for a reaction. Any at all.

[And he does say so.]

Sound advice, though it hardly seems to work. Even if I try, she's... Persistent.

Hm...

*Enoch...doesn't seem to know what else to do, himself.*

...Let it be anyway, I suppose, if there's no way to change it.

[Why hello Lucifel, meet... yourself.]

Mun's are a bit complicated to argue with, aren't they?

On another note, have you ever wondered why we haven't seen 'us' during time travels?

Just a bit. [What can he say? He's confident. You should know that, other self.]

Wondered? [Both eyebrows go up at that, as if he's surprised by the question itself.] I wouldn't say I've given it a copious amount of thought, no.

At least you can argue with them. Unlike with Him. [He chuckles.]

I thought I'd say that the most human way possible. [Because you know, it's fun to act like a human sometimes.]

I guessed as much. But of course I'd know, after all, we both are Lucifel.

Impressive. Very much like a human indeed. [There's a chuckle from him as well. Whether or not he's sincere.... Well, the other should know.

Who better to appreciate that sort of thing though.]

You've got a point. Not sure I agree with 'argue with them' though. In my case it's more argue at her.

It could be a bit more convincing but it's not bad for a first try.

[There is no one better to appreciate that sort of thing.]

Is that so? What makes you say that?

Perhaps something about the tone. The question's pretty accurate.

[No one at all.]

Arguing with my mundane has proven to be like arguing with a brick wall. Sad, but true.

[Of course, he doesn't sound the least bit sad of it. In fact, he appears near amused.]

I'm suppose that's all that could be changed. I will leave it be for now.

[Best choice they can make.]

That's a way to put it. Mine is more like a straw, bending in the direction you want her to.

[Pity? What's that?]

Don't suppose you'd want to trade? [Still amused here. Not that he's that unhappy with his mun or anything though.]

I'd never think of it.

Figures.

[Well, no hard feelings there.]

... "Polly want a cracker"?

[Excuse her, but Galiel will be staring at you for a moment. Your face is the same as a certain golden-eyed one's...]

A joke in rather bad taste.

[You look.... Rather familiar. He's not about to jump to conclusions though, because when does he ever, really.]

A joke...? I am not sure I understand...

[She can say the same. And he might have to do some explaining.]

Simply put, I'm being equated to a bird meant to beg for its food.

[Not beating around the bush here. He'd rather put this particular issue to rest.]

I see. But... why a bird?

[Nope, he has to answer all her questions before he can even thing of it.]

According to the mundane... "Half because you babble like one on the phone, half because you've both got wings."

That isn't very nice of them.

[She looked at him once more. Well, she could ask him...]

Are you related to Michael?

Honestly, I don't think niceties were what she was aiming for.

[Not at all.]

My brother, yes.

Muns are complicated.

[Now she is all ears.]

Then you are Lucifel... He always spoke fondly of you.

They do have a habit of being difficult.

[And then a bit of a pause because... Wait. Is that past-tense he hears there?]

Unless he's changed since I last saw him, he still does as far as I know.

... [Uh-oh. She might have said something she shouldn't have.

Change of topic.]

He has changed his looks.

[Good girl.]

[Something is definitely not right here, but...]

He has? [Surprised? Yeah, a little.]

My mun said he used to have "endlessly long hair". It's still long but not this long anymore... and he wears a suit.

[No more robes.]

[Both eyebrows going up at that.]

Well, I'd have to see it first, but that does sound like an improvement.

[Robes went out of style after all.....]

She usually says that he looks a bit stiff like this.

[The actual term would be "like a stick in the mud" but stiff was right as well.]

I am Galiel.

[She smiles up at Lucifel.]

Stiff? [Both eyebrows go up and then he chuckles.]

I guess there's a fine line between being a snappy dresser and looking stiff. It wouldn't surprise me if he's leaning toward the latter.

... Galiel? [Rings no bells.] Well, I would introduce myself, but it would seem my reputation precedes me.

She said some might call his way of dressing classy but she is very fixed on calling his way of dressing stiff.

[She smiles at him still. For a moment that she could have confused him for an Adamo. And that he didn't know her, well, it was obvious to her why.]

His favored one. [Used to be favorite one.]

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