Restless

"My love?"
"Yes, I saw her. She's good. She still kicks my ass at that messenger scrabble thing."
"Of course she does. Always one step ahead of us."
"She is, isn't she?"
"Do me a favor, will ya? Tell her I miss her. Tell her I love her."
"Of course, brother."
"Do you mind telling me, if you can--only if you can... When?"
"You know I cannot tell you that."
"But why not? Afraid you will ruin the fun? Or is there a surprise? Ah yes, that's it, isn't it?"
"No, no surprises. Just order."
"Blah blah, yeah yeah. Listen. I do not mind it here, it's getting rather cozy. Cozier than the cage, anyway."
"Is there a question in there somewhere?"
"Ah yes, of course. You know me, brother. You know I do not like being trapped."
"You are not trapped, T. You want out? Go ahead, take a walk."
"You can't be serious, can you?"
"No, of course not. *You* know *me* better. I would never make it that easy--not for you at least."
"Don't you get bored? Don't you ever get-- Restless? Always the same task over and over. Babysitting me should be getting old, Red."
"Not to me. Not ever. I have a job to do, and no one is better at it than me."
"Loyal. Do-gooder."
"I do this for him. I do this for her. And believe it or not, I do this for you, too."
"Now that, that is a surprise."
"What can I say, *I* have to try and be one step ahead of you, T."
"Always."
"Rest easy, brother."
"You do the same, and next time you see her..."
"Yes?"

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*whispers*
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