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[priorly]

[Greetings, Prophet. The Great Work Begins.]
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[priorly]

Piled up in one room with a heap of sweaty bodies. Well.

I suppose there's merit to that.

[badgerlock]

A heap?

Everyone gets their own bedroll.

[priorly]

No huddling together on cold nights?

[badgerlock]

Unlikely.

[priorly]

Well why don't you just step on all my daydreams.

[badgerlock]

When did you know you were attracted to men?

[priorly]

When did you know you were attracted to women?

[badgerlock]

When I was thirteen.

[priorly]

I never knew I was anything else.

[badgerlock]

[This reply takes a little while.]

The Fool loves me. Starling told me that he was secretly a woman who wanted to bed me. He told me it doesn't matter.

I love him too. But he's right. It doesn't matter.

[priorly]

It matters.

Oh, there's a beautiful utopia somewhere where it doesn't. Where we can all be anything we like any day we like and gender and preference flip by the hour. Somewhere that looks a little like San Francisco. But we're not there yet and love and preference sometimes contradict. I could love a woman. I don't think I could bed her.

There are all kinds of love.

[badgerlock]

I don't think I could bed anyone save Molly.

[priorly]

Molly?

[badgerlock]

She was my wife.

[priorly]

Ah.

Was never means it ended well.

[badgerlock]

She left me. And married someone else.

And now she's asleep, like everyone else.

[priorly]

Oh. Mm.

Since Louis left me I've felt I should screw everything that moves. Sometimes I wish I could.

[badgerlock]

Would it fix things?

[priorly]

Well it might make me feel better.

[badgerlock]

I don't know if I could be any good at helping you through any of this.

[priorly]

I'm not suggesting you sleep with me, Fitz, no matter how fond my memories of our time at that little beachside pool.

[badgerlock]

I never suspected you were.

[priorly]

Then you already help.