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[implying]

It… seems to me that the lot of us have returned to ourselves, yes? No more five year olds wandering about, thank gods.

[ He clears his throat a little awkwardly. ]

I used to be somewhat… ah, forthright, I suppose, which is the age I've lately been entertaining. My apologies to anyone I've been untoward to.

[ To Equius: ] I'd like to see you, my dear, if you don't mind. As soon as you have the time.

[ To Collette: ] Are you available? I, ah, believe I'd left something with you.

[ To Aileen: ] You've… survived the trip back to your proper age, I hope? [ There's a weak smile in this. ] How are you doing?

[ To "Hadrian": ] I hope you know I meant none of it, yes? That was only — well, I didn't know you at the time, you see. [ A beat. ] I'm sorry.

[ To Stephanie: ] This is somewhat awkward, but— well, I do apologize for the excessive attention. Somewhat out of line, I feel.

[ To Bucky: ] You are, of course, welcome to take your belongings back. …Sorry about that.

[ To Calhoun: ] I believe I owe you an apology, yes? And a dinner too, I think.

[ To Nananea: ] My dear, are you free tonight? I wouldn't at all object to some company.

[ To Sharpe: ] [ Just a pause, then a sigh. ] I'll teach you about condoms now, if you like.

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[chargethesebatteries]

No real need to apologize; it was kind of like a throwback to the week I moved in. I certainly wouldn't turn down dinner if you're cooking, though.

[A beat.]

Good to have you back.

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[implying]

Ah, no, I really rather think there is, but it's kind of you to say so.

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[chargethesebatteries]

[A brusque sort of laugh.]

If you're dead-set on being sorry then I'll accept the apology, but for the record you'd definitely have to be more offensive than that to get rid of me for good.

[Face it, Vanadi, despite a somewhat rocky start you've grown on her. She'll blame Felix for an acquired tolerance for the flirtatious type.]

I'm on duty right now, but I can swing by the grocery store on the way home if need be. Kitchen got pretty boring while you were off being apparently not-boring.

[implying]

[ there's an unhappy little sound at "not-boring" because OH GOD IT'S TRUE CRY CRY SOB. he may not have been a total ass to her, but he's been awful enough to others that he still feels like crap anyway.

so, simply: ] Olives, if you'd be so kind. I , ah... would pay you back, but I seem to have spent all my money.

[chargethesebatteries]

[He was an ass, sure, but she's used to that sort of thing. Most of her marines were asses to her at first too, and now they're all great pals. So really, don't worry too much, Vanadi.]

Olives? [A pause, and then you can almost see the contemplative look on her face.] Green or black? Not a big olive connoisseur here so be specific or I'll prolly get the wrong ones.

And don't worry about reimbursement; a jar of olives ain't gonna break my bank. I might insist that you owe me a bag of Dark Italian Roast, though, when you get your finances back in order. You cleaned out my best blend.

[implying]

Black, naturally. And the coffee— of course, that will be replenished shortly, you've my word. [ soon as he can afford anything ]