Joker, stop. [A thumb roves over the clown's cheekbone, tracing that painted tear.] My lot is not entirely bad, and I would not see sadness in your eyes.
.. You 'ave people there? [ his fingers curl around sephiroth's wrist, skimming down his forearm to the crook of his elbow. ] People ter be wiv? People y' loike?
Not yet. But we will find someone tolerable. [He lets his hand slide into vivid red hair, a light touch to not disturb the pinned-up style too much.] I can be patient.
...at the hint of the possibility, she made this unearthly squeal. [That kiss causes a smile as they settle in close. Joker, he's missed you too.] We'd have to start over again, you realize?
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