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[aimedforthemoon]

from here:

Esfir leads Cal into to her room and shuts the door behind them. Her room has changed from the last time he was here - she's been building bookcases, and even though one is incomplete with tools and pieces of wood on the floor, the room looks more homey.

On the wall is pin-up board, complete with both black-and-white and colour photographs of her old life, but the model aircraft are gone from her desk.

"Um, mind the mess."

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[isaysimplewords]

Cal can't really argue with that.

"Why?"

That's not an argument. It's a question.

[aimedforthemoon]

"...I could write a book on how odd it is. It is not...regular, and has extra words you don't need, and...well, some of it is things you can't explain. Like, jokes - you have to know English and think English since child to get it."

[isaysimplewords]

"Oh." Cal thinks about this. "I was kinda going for a little more obvious than that. Sorry."

[aimedforthemoon]

"Well, I could have mentioned the spelling, but I thought that was a given."

[isaysimplewords]

Confusion for a moment, then,

"Oh! Uh, with the joke, I meant."

[aimedforthemoon]

"Oh."

[isaysimplewords]

"Uh. Sorry," Cal says, looking mildly embarrassed. It would be nice if having his DNA revamped had also meant that he'd stop having a completely different conversation from the one the other person was having.

[aimedforthemoon]

"Don't worry about it."

[isaysimplewords]

Cal smiles a bit.

"Thanks."

[aimedforthemoon]

"No problemo," she answers easily, and means it.