by Will Stanton » Thu Dec 09, 2021 6:51 pm
"Well, no. I mean, yes, to that in particular, but..." Will paused.
"I mean, I do not know what you want, Sam. I know what Miriam wants, even if getting it out of her is like pulling teeth because she has to go through an 'I am gothic and depressed and nobody could possibly care about' song and dance, but I've got experience with that.
I don't know what you want, Sam. You've got a pair of girlfriends who are devoted to you," Will paused. "...mostly devoted to you, at least," she added, with a frown, "and you've rejected additions to that before. And when I first, um, stepped out on my long-term relationship, it was A Thing, that involved fighting and shouting and a breakup and an axe." She paused again. "My Onyx was very protective."
"ANYWAY. I asked you what you wanted, and all you said is you didn't want to push Miriam into anything. Maybe that means that's all you want, and you're fine with being hit up for anything as long as Miriam is happy, but...I mean, I'm not a telepath. I can't read minds."