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[demonicmiracle]

Hey, it's Anthony Crowley. You know what to do, do it with style.

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[demonicmiracle]

[He allows Martin his silence, waiting for him to work out what he wants to say about this, and managing to swallow a sigh when the answer comes.]

How much leeway does he get? This — [He lets out a breath, a warm breath of air against the back of Martin's neck.] It's not as if Dorian showed up, force fed him a Statement. Seems like Jon agreed to meet him there, he had plenty of time to tell you. He's not an animal with no self-control, he's gotta be responsible for this shit.

[buffeted]

I-- I don't know, [ he admits quietly, distressed. ] I feel like he wasn't this bad at home, but-- but he's been here longer, and he's further along in time than I am, too.

[ he glances down at the surface of the water, trailing fingers through it with a shaky sigh. ]

I know how hungry I am, and the Lonely and the Eye don't feed the same way. What if I'm asking too much? I-- [ he rubs both hands over his face, wilting sadly back against crowley. ] I'm so.. terrible at relationships.

[demonicmiracle]

Martin. [That firmer tone again, he finds it useful when the other man starts floundering and getting lost in his own thoughts.] You've not asked him not to feed himself, you've asked him to keep a promise. And he couldn't do that for you.

[It's a question of respect, in his mind.]

This isn't you. We manage alright, don't we?

[They aren't dating, but it's a relationship, and they're respectful of each other's wishes and boundaries. And he's a demon, for fuck's sake.]