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[fuckvampires]

[He's dangling a black ring from a chain around his neck, spinning it between his fingers.]

Fuck, I still don't know which finger to wear it on.

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[asthedrivensnow]

With intent?

[fuckvampires]

Of... commitment?

[asthedrivensnow]

No, of slow-acting brainwashing by way of cursed object to tie me to him forever. [Kind of the same thing?]

That one.

[Pointing to the ring finger of his left hand. It's the only possible answer.]

[fuckvampires]

You need a better pool of dating material.

[He sighs, long and tired, and fingers the ring again.]

I... can't.

[asthedrivensnow]

Tell me about it. But I've cast my net elsewhere, and I think I've caught something worth holding on to.

[Head tilt.]

A chain isn't uncommon, for those who work with their hands. That's not your "can't", though, is it.

[fuckvampires]

No. I was married.

[asthedrivensnow]

Does this relationship not carry the same weight?

[fuckvampires]

[He's silent so long, it's a wonder he's able to answer at all.]

I suppose.

[asthedrivensnow]

[That's rather telling.]

Perhaps it will fit the middle finger, then.

[fuckvampires]

It's not like that. Okay? It's not.

[asthedrivensnow]

As you like.

Would it upset the balance if you didn't wear it?

[fuckvampires]

I want to wear it. I just have - I had a wedding ring. I don't know if I want another one.

[asthedrivensnow]

Then wear it on your right hand. You'll still know it's symbolism, but it needn't be so obvious to others.

[fuckvampires]

...How did you get to be so smart?

[asthedrivensnow]

I usually keep it hidden behind my pretty face.

[fuckvampires]

Well, it is a very pretty face.

[asthedrivensnow]

Yes, I know. But thank you.

[fuckvampires]

So this new gent in your life is worth it, huh?

[asthedrivensnow]

It's still very new. But... things are progressing nicely, I think. As these things go.

[fuckvampires]

Good. I'd offer to kick his ass if he pissed you off, but he'd probably turn me into a goddamn newt.

[asthedrivensnow]

[She laughs. It's her lot, of late, to inspire protectiveness.]

Not before I did. I'm rather fond of him.

[fuckvampires]

[He's not protective he's just... er... yeah.]

Can't wish for more than that.

[asthedrivensnow]

[...uh-huh.]

Actually, I could - but how often do wishes actually come true?

[fuckvampires]

The trick is not to think of it like a wish.

[asthedrivensnow]

How should I rearrange my thoughts?