I know. I love you, too, and none of it would even matter if we weren't here. But we are, and it's something I should be helping you with. I don't know. It's not awful, I guess. I can do more of it if it would make you happy? I liked seeing you smile when we were doing the painting thing. That was nice.
I did like that. I liked seeing you lose control a bit, and know it was something I'd done. But I don't want that if you hate it. I want you to feel good if we do things, not just suffer through it.
I don't know. It's hard to tell if I like it or not when there's usually aphrodisiacs. The only other times I've lost control like that without them have been rather... Fraught experiences.
It's all just a lot at once, difficult to process. Maybe that's the point? I feel best when I don't end up having to think much. But it's hard to let go of thinking. I'm sorry, Martin. This isn't helpful.
Maybe. Someone magicked himself into my cell to get rid of the spiders. I think that might help with sleeping, so I can stop bothering you. I told him I'd be his slave for a week for the favor. So, I'll have to deal with that in the next while. Just so you're aware.
I don't know! He has a hanging swing in room he had me stay in last time. I liked using it while I was reading.
[He'd sort of enjoyed being ordered around and lightly teased and disciplined, as well, but Jon doesn't know how to articulate that without it sounding peculiar.]
I can't take it back now. He's a changeling. It was a pledge, and he'll have to retaliate if I break my promise.
I'm not wasting money on a swing, Martin. Don't be ridiculous.
[Unless Martin wanted a swing... Jon could justify that to himself much more easily.]
And he's not intimidating me. If anything, he has more reason to be afraid of me than I do of him. If you're really that worried, you can talk to him about it. His name is Jamie, and he goes by 'flower' on the network.
[Jon doesn't respond to the swing comment. It feels far too self-indulgent to purchase something like that. He might not be struggling now, but things in Duplicity are rarely stable.]
You know better than most people what it's like for my victims. How destructive constant nightmares can be. 'Too much' is never going to be enough.
You shouldn't have to worry about whether someone is going to listen when you tell them you don't want to be touched, but I suppose that's even less of a guarantee here.
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