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[She doesn't say that she can only imagine immortality because it would mean she can't die. Even if she does want to stop being a vigilante eventually, it's hard to break out of that mindset where she expects to get killed before she's thirty.]

Great-grandbabies, huh? You might wanna get a start on your own kids if that's the plan.

[werewolfing]

[he's got a pretty good idea anyway. even teenagers who aren't vigilantes can't usually imagine living to eighty. despite his recent and temporary death--or maybe because of it--peter believes his grandfather's old dream that he'll live a long, full life.]

Not here, thanks. And they'd be wee little great-grandbabies. Gotta outdo Nic somehow.

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Ugh, shut up.

[Wee little great-grandbabies.

The face she makes is that of a girl who's suddenly getting clucky at the mention of babies.

Time to focus on something else:]

Who's Nic?

[werewolfing]

[that's what she gets for suggesting he start making some.]

Nicolae. My grandfather.

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And great-grandkids is the way to do it?

[don't use the b word]

[werewolfing]

Why not? He had a pretty good life.

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Didn't say there was anything wrong with it, it's just not the first thing that'd come to mind when I think about outdoing grandparents.

[Not that she's sure what would come to mind.]

[werewolfing]

[he gives her a 'what can you do' sort of shrug.]

Depends on what matters to you.

[and for peter, it's family. always has been.]

Plus, it's good to have goals you can probably reach.

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What, you don't like to hold yourself to ridiculously high expectations?

[l m a o]

[werewolfing]

You're shocked, right?

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I think I'm having a heart attack.

[She even puts her hand over her heart.]

[werewolfing]

[he sticks out his tongue.]

I'll catch you if you fall over.

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[If she wasn't seeing someone, this is the point where she'd pretend to fall just to see if he really would catch her.

But she has some self control.]

Aren't you just the perfect gentleman?

[werewolfing]

[he would've, for the record.]

Nope. But I can be a passable one sometimes.

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[She looks at him for a long moment, like something's just occured to her, and then she starts laughing, a proper, loud laugh that has her covering her mouth with a hand to try to muffle it.]

Sorry, sorry, I just imagined you all dressed up in a tux.

[And it was hilarious.]

[werewolfing]

Aww, fuck no.

[he makes a face like the very idea is completely gross before subsiding to shaking his head and chuckling.]

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[That just makes her laugh harder.

Which is nice, laughing makes her feel better.]

It'd be like trying to give a cat a bath, wouldn't it?

[werewolfing]

I've given a cat a bath before. Nobody's gotten me in a tux yet.

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Careful, I might take that as a challenge.

[too late she's already decided it's a life goal]

[werewolfing]

Nope. Nope nope nope, not happening. Nuh uh.

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Oh, come on. I think you'd look dashing.

[She reaches out to mime adjusting a bow tie on him, because she's a little shit.]

[werewolfing]

You are so full of shit.

[he swats at her hands halfheartedly]

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So you can dish out compliments but you can't take 'em? I see how it is.

[that so isn't the point, steph]

[werewolfing]

[eyerolllll]

I am a handsome asshole regardless of what I'm wearing, girl wonder.

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But you'd look even more handsome in a tux.