[Lucien is so dumb. He shifts his arm up so he can brush Lucien's chin and jaw with the tips of his fingers.]
That's because you're a good person, Lucien. I know you and I have... done some pretty ridiculously bad things, but... we do have some regret for them, and our intentions were not entirely bad at the start.
But you are. I've seen it. You're a good person. Deep in here. [He taps Lucien on the chest.] You can still be a good person and make mistakes.
[Also, trying Lucien's schtick out for a moment:]
And I guess I was just too amazing for you to let me stay dead.
Of course you were, darling, and handsome too. Too big a shame to let you rot in the grave.
[ yes that makes him laugh and softens the blow of a very sincere "youre a good person way way way deep inside in a tiny recess of your shrivelled little heart" speech that always makes his stomach twist up in knots. ]
Let's not go crazy here. I will always be an arsehole. As long as we're both on the same page about that.
[Said in the way of being suddenly very embarrassed about compliments. HE'S SHY. Too many people have told him that he doesn't look bad, and he's not sure what to do with this because for so long, he thought his body was hideous and disfigured.
He tugs on some of the front strands of Lucien's hair gently.]
Yes, you will always be an arsehole, [saying this in another accent with an accent already is hell] Lucien, but you'll be my arsehole.
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That's because you're a good person, Lucien. I know you and I have... done some pretty ridiculously bad things, but... we do have some regret for them, and our intentions were not entirely bad at the start.
But you are. I've seen it. You're a good person. Deep in here. [He taps Lucien on the chest.] You can still be a good person and make mistakes.
[Also, trying Lucien's schtick out for a moment:]
And I guess I was just too amazing for you to let me stay dead.
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[ yes that makes him laugh and softens the blow of a very sincere "youre a good person way way way deep inside in a tiny recess of your shrivelled little heart" speech that always makes his stomach twist up in knots. ]
Let's not go crazy here. I will always be an arsehole. As long as we're both on the same page about that.
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[Said in the way of being suddenly very embarrassed about compliments. HE'S SHY. Too many people have told him that he doesn't look bad, and he's not sure what to do with this because for so long, he thought his body was hideous and disfigured.
He tugs on some of the front strands of Lucien's hair gently.]
Yes, you will always be an arsehole, [saying this in another accent with an accent already is hell] Lucien, but you'll be my arsehole.