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[just_cant_lose]

 
Jim has been rather enjoying spending weeks being moody and depressed in his suite, mainly because Sherlock's up there to make sure he's not actually all that moody and depressed. Bloody boyfriends, and their way of making life better. Jim would grump about that if he weren't pleased by it.

He's only in the bar now because his favourite distraction is asleep and anyway, they need food. Jim puts in a large order and, on a whim, asks for a current newspaper from their world. Bar provides an iPad with various headlines, and he scrolls through until he hits upon the news that NASA has discovered a solar system where life might have evolved.

He forgets about the food, and pretty much everything else for a while. Eventually he wanders over to the Window, still reading, and then just sits looking out at the explosions. 

(The ice cream he bought will be melting all over the Bar at some point, so if anyone wants free food he's probably not going to object, or even notice.)

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[the_cupbearer]

"Why do you doubt?" he asks.

And laughs a little. "I think if you truly managed to exceed what I'm comfortable with you'd be a very impressive lover indeed," Ganymede says.

[just_cant_lose]

'I'm never not impressive, darling.'

And with someone who can't die? Well. He has scientific interest, at least. The other thing, though; Jim sighs, and makes a dismissive gesture with his hand.

'Because no one ever does. And unless you're hiding a stunning mathematical ability under that pretty face, I doubt you'll be any different.'

[the_cupbearer]

"Well, you are just a man," Ganymede says, though to his credit it isn't dismissive; it's just plain fact.

But he smiles a little at the doubting statement. "I hide many things under this pretty face, Jim. You'll never know all of them."

[just_cant_lose]

'You're assuming I'm interested in finding out?'

He half-shrugs.

'You're very old, so logically you know things I never will. The way I see it, that just makes me more impressive.'

But that has little to do with sex, which is what he was talking about at first.

'And there'd be little point hiding it if you had a way with numbers, though I expect you hide everything as a matter of course.'

[the_cupbearer]

"Oh, you're only impressive if you can tell me what those things are," Ganymede says.

[just_cant_lose]

Jim rolls his head on his neck, a silent oh please.

'I'm not a performing monkey, sweetheart. And I was referring to rate of learning, in any case. If I can match what you know of astrophysics and maths - my thirty-five years against your thousands - who's the real winner?'

He doesn't sound confrontational, or arrogant, or as if he cares about winning. Vaguely amused, if anything.