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It's the one I'm using.

[Which is neither him confirming or denying it's his real name. Hee.]

The trouble is, dearie, no one comes to me unless they want something. Regardless of whatever... dalliance we might have had while we were cursed, we have no reason to speak to one another. You obviously have a reason. So how about you come out with it?

[Oh, he's still smart outside of the event. Neat.]

You were powerful. More so than those jumped-up humans given some gas for a week, it was the kind of power that was real, lasting, and truly formidable. As it happens, so am I. In my book, that merits at least a casual acquaintanceship.

[Networking, Gold. Gosh. Haven't you ever heard of it.]

Does it now?

[In a tone that can't be anything but utterly coy.] In my world, that usually merits a rivalry, unless the two individuals have a mutually beneficial goal. But I suppose given our circumstances, we do have to burden ourselves with trust on occasion.

[He's not big on trust.]

Or the knowledge that, at this point, I can think of no possible reason why I would need or want to backstab you. Unless you have some unfathomable agenda against getting people home, we all have a beneficial goal.

I don't think having a mutually beneficial goal would stop Crowley from eliminating a threat. You do know him, don't you, dearie?

[FUCKING STALKER.]

You want to align yourself with me, then you'll have to prove you're not just going to turn around and run back to him. Crowley and I have an arrangement. I trust he'll keep it. You, on the other hand, made no such agreement.

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And what exactly is the nature of that arrangement?

[She's willing to talk shop. All this scheming shit doesn't suit her.]

I stay out of his way and he stays out of mine. As it turns out, we're neither of us team players. Pragmatism is all well and good, but personalities have a tendency to clash.

So the question is, do your loyalties lie with Crowley or are you going with the winner? At this point, I don't believe you can play both and expect results.

My loyalties lie with me and mine, and mine are not here.

[She's actually almost surprised that they don't like each other. If his cursed self is anything like his real self, then they'd get along swimmingly. Warts and all.]

[Because self-loathing bastards do not get along well with people exactly like themselves. Tragically.

He considers that. It's a gamble- certainly something he's not new to here where things can be uncertain- a gamble, nonetheless.

Still. Desperate times...]

Well. Then perhaps we can work something out.

Excellent.

[She isn't expecting to exactly make friends here, but alliances and being on roughly-sort of-okay terms with someone are much better than nothing at all. Besides, she wants to keep the ~~fucker~~ individual who got his creep on during the event roughly where she can see him.]

What are your thoughts?

On what? The situation we've found ourselves in? Our so-called plight?

The something we could work out.

[Duh.]

Oh, that.

[He sounds amused, like he was being deliberately obtuse on purpose and his next response makes all the more clear that was his exact intention.]

I'll call you.

I'll be waiting with bated breath.

[Indeed.]

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