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Well... since that seems to-- y'know, freak you out so much, maybe you should start with telling her that you need to take it a little slower than that?

N-No, you don't understand!

[ He raises both hands, waving them side to side. ]

I'm not... I can't do this! I'm just a lowly servant!

What, are servants not allowed to court people or be happy in weirdo Victorian land?

It's difficult to explain, but... [ "My flesh and blood belongs to Oz." ] I am bound to my master.

And I'm not good enough for that.

[ Or her, he thinks. He's weak-willed and cowardly. Someone like Kenzi deserves better. Someone who will make her happy. He can't think of anything he can give her and he's certain it's not the lack of self-confidence colouring his opinion. ]

I'm... pretty sure your master would understand. Happy servants are good servants! Or something.

And what do you mean "not good enough"?

[ Wouldn't Oz? Kind and understanding Oz, generous Oz... his master who told him from a young age to never address him by that title and to simply call him by name, like they were equals.

It's ridiculous. They will never be, but that's fine with him. As long as he has a place beside Oz, that's all that matters.

His temple prickles. He reaches up to rub it gently. ]

I can't break my promises.

[ He takes a deep breath. ]

I'm... [ He hesitates. ] I'm not... a strong person. I don't know anything about relationships or... or anything like that. I've only upset Kenzi.

... and she was engaged. There's already someone for her.

[ He doesn't know actually. Hale died, then Kenzi. Does she not love him anymore? ]

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Nobody ever knows anything about relationships when they first start out. But... you find out. By being with someone. It's like saying you're no good at piano because you've never played it. Like... duh? Practice makes perfect.

... I don't know about the other stuff, though. About... whatever promises you've made or... your friend's fiancee. That sounds like stuff you need to work out with them.

You think I should accept her confession?

[ He's heard similar before. Nelson used to encourage him and Sharon had teased, but he always took it as just that. Sharon of all people knew he couldn't just drop everything in favour of a relationship.

His head is starting to hurt and he groans quietly. ]

I don't... I can't do that to Oz.

[ It's easier to assume the worst of his actions and assume he's being selfish, therefore failing his duties as a servant. Isn't it selfish to put his happiness before his master's? ]

... sorry, I think I'm tired.

No, I think... I think that's a decision you have to make on your own.

[Skye reaches out and squeezes Gil's hand briefly before letting go.]

Go on, get some rest. You look beat.

[ He's taken aback by the gesture, though as soon as she's removed her hand he realizes he appreciated it. ]

... alright. I can sleep on the couch. I only need a few hours before work.

[ How is he going to get back into his apartment? He's afraid breaking a window may be necessary.

He shifts, looking pensive for a few seconds. ]

... what is it supposed to feel like?

[Skye finishes her tea, draining the mug before putting it back on the table.]

... What?

Feelings... for someone... have you ever...?

[ He trails off quickly and then shakes his head. ]

I'm sorry, that was invasive.

What? No, no, it's cool. I don't mind answering that.

[She looks down at the table, though.]

I mean. Yeah, I've had feelings for people before. Tons of times. But I mean-- I don't know if it's the same? You seem to be more of a... mates-for-life... kinda guy. Me, I just... I don't know. I like to live in the moment. My philosophy kinda tends to be... if it feels good, do it. If it doesn't, stop. I've burned through a whole... bunch of boyfriends that way. Looking for the right person. So... I don't know if that's a question I'm really qualified to answer. That's all.

I don't know if I'm that kind of person.

[ Settling down would be nice, but how can he given the situation back home? What about Oz? ]

... I'm sorry.

Well, you'll never know if you don't try.

But-- um, it's fine. Don't be sorry. I mean-- I don't think I'm at the right point in my life right now to do relationships properly anyway. I just wanna have fun, you know?

It seems... common in this time. [ A beat. ] "If it feels good"...

[ Is that all that matters? Just as long as it feels right? He hasn't an idea what to feel. ]

Still, it sounds [ like a lot of heartache ] frustrating.

[ A beat. ]

I think you would make someone happy. Whenever you find them.

[Oh, Skye makes plenty of people happy. They just turn out not to make HER happy. She has a bad track record with choosing guys who later turn out to be shit-bags.]

It is frustrating. But hey, what're you gonna do? Not feel? I can't do that.

... Thanks though. For the vote of confidence.

You're a kind person, Miss Skye.

[ Listening to his utter ridiculous drama. Anyone who puts up with that has the patience of a saint. ]

I should let you get off to bed. [ He looks at his tea, only a quarter done. ] Ah... I'll reheat this.

[ It wouldn't be polite to waste her tea. ]

... Just Skye. No need for the "miss." I don't have any sensibilities to offend.

[She stands and puts her cup in the sink]

I put a pillow and some blankets and a spare towel on the couch earlier. ... I'll see you in the morning, okay?

Thank you again for allowing me to stay. And listening to all that.

... mm. Till the morning. [ He nods. ] Goodnight.

[Skye stops at her bedroom door, looking back at him.]

... Night.

[And then she closes it.]

[ And he actually flops onto the couch after he finishes his tea and washes the mug.

What a hell of a night it's been. ]

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