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"Hey! You've reached Skye. Leave a message. I mean, if you want to. Or uh, don't. Whatever."

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?