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[odaystar]

"Speak my name and I will hear it."
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[odaystar]

You want me to go and tinker with his head, darling? Just to be clear.

[bravejemma]

[Jesus, what was she doing? Fitz had been tinkered with enough, and asking for it didn't make her any better than them just because of the result she wanted. The feeling of helplessness threatens to drown her again, and for a long minute she doesn't answer. Lucifer would be forgiven if he thought Jemma hung up on him.]

No, that's... Fitz doesn't deserve that. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called.

[odaystar]

I didn't mean to upset you, darling.

I do want to help in any way that I can.

[bravejemma]

You didn't. Upset me, I mean. [Well, she is upset, but that's just her general state these days.] It was a very plain way of saying it, but... that's what I was asking. But he doesn't deserve that, to just... have something done to his brain again, he doesn't deserve it.

[odaystar]

[He's not so certain he believes that, but he isn't inclined to argue the point. Everyone is rather upset at the moment... or at least most are.]

We could ask him. If he gives his permission...

[bravejemma]

We could.

[The "we" makes her feel better than it probably should, but she'll take what she can get right now.]

My only fear is that he would do it not because that's how he wants to resolve things, but because I asked.

[odaystar]

Then would you rather I ask?

I can't promise he won't do it simply because of guilt, however.

[bravejemma]

[He's right. And that will still be there no matter who does the asking. Her pause is long, but there's only one answer she feels right giving.]

Then let's wait. There has to be a better way.

[She hopes.]

Sorry to waste your time.

[odaystar]

You didn't, darling.

I am always here to listen, if someone needs my aid.