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[last_adam]

*Adam enters. With arms wide open. And looks about, trying to stifle a laugh.*



Oh, me.

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[creator_raven]

"To want a thing is to be capable of it, to one degree or another, perhaps."

[last_adam]

Perhaps.

*Adam frowns, though.*

It's a strange thing.

[creator_raven]

"It is, for some. Not so much for me, I do not think."

[last_adam]

You don't find love a strange thing?

[creator_raven]

Raven looks at him.

"Not particularly. I like people very well, after all."

It means almost the same thing, that.

[last_adam]

*Almost. Only not really at all.*

Not really.

[creator_raven]

Raven shrugs.

"I am what I have made me, so."

[last_adam]

But if you made you that way, you can change you.

[creator_raven]

"I could, perhaps. That is also a question of choice."

[last_adam]

It is. But how can you really choose if you don't know what it is you're choosing between?

[creator_raven]

Raven just looks at him.

"Who is to say I do not?"

[last_adam]

*He tilts his head*

Well, have you? Fallen in love, that is.

[creator_raven]

Raven blinks.

"After a fashion, perhaps."

[last_adam]

Really.

[creator_raven]

"I am not one for lying. We have spoken of this before, I believe."

[last_adam]

Yeah. It's still hard to understand.

*Believe is what he almost said.*

[creator_raven]

"Most important things are, perhaps. It is why people miss them."