"It's my job to securely deliver you to my employers, and not my job to attempt to entice you to work with them. Above a certain baseline of treatment."
"We're awakening and it's very bad. It was admittedly not necessary for you to bring to our attention that you were eavesdropping but like, yeah, could have guessed that if it had crossed my mind." He brushes tears off Julien's face with his fingers and drinks them and tugs Julien bedward.
"To achieve 'not unscrupulous' you woulda had to not eavesdrop." How shall they configure this snuggle.
Maybe like so.
"...Cargo pants are not so great to try and sleep in, maybe," Julien notes with an attempted neutral tone.
"I am not going to be precious about whether we have pants on. I could also not have pants on maybe." Like this.
Right. Like that. "These are actually your pants... Or, I guess he said I could keep them if they fit. Which is good, because now they're - somewhere he can't get them..."
"I will order supplies to be delivered here within the next few hours. What would you like."
"Seemed like the sort of thing this stupid universe might have. One that was convenient enough to be worth it for the guiding, even if not... goals beyond that."
"Yeah. It'd hurt less. And maybe I would be more generally reassuring if I were better at - concentrating, or something."
"Anyway. Yeah, clothes, maybe something resembling a pajama shorts, real shoes would be good if the sizing's the same - the person who was taking me to the hospital got me some flip-flops, which, y'know, was very kind or whatever but they're not good in high stakes - I should probably eat a real meal. Since I was starving myself for a while."
"Yeah that sounds smart. I'll probably be hungry by the time we finish napping but I'm not choosy."
"...I am choosy but not in a way where I feel up to picking a restaurant."
"He's a vegetarian if you were not eavesdropping thoroughly enough to know. ...cheese pizza?"