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[Walking around, feeling very uncomfortable and yet unable to hide his curiosity. Still, he's trying to act as normal as possible should anyone come along, with a lax posture and hands in his pockets. He squints as he examines a swirling galaxy in the distance, before thoughtfully tapping the "floor". Thinking he might as well try getting a hold of somebody, Dexter fixes on a smile and tries calling out.]

Hello? [pauses to listen]

[cups a hand next to his mouth] Don't suppose someone could lend me a map of this place!

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[acrotomophile]

But you want to restrict me? I'm not like you, Dexter. I don't follow a code. [almost spits out the word]

But - I don't want things to end like they did... last time. [definitely frowning now] We could start over. Start clean.

That's all I can give you. [and he wants that, too, but it's still a concession, when he's not the type to make them]

[bloodonedge.livejournal.com]

That's not what I- [goes quiet and cold at the "code" quip, and his jaw tightens] What, so Harry too? I follow a code. His code. It's what I live by and it's how I survive. And if that's a problem, you'd better say so now.

I'd...like that. I don't want to repeat that either. But it won't have to happen as long as you don't cross the line. [almost feels like he's scolding a kid, though far more tense and dangerous]

[acrotomophile]

Of course I have a problem with it! Dexter, that's not - that's not who you're meant to be. Why can't you see that? He's forced you into this box, he's the one who's restricted you, and the man's dead!

[dark look, does not like being patronized - takes his role as older sibling very seriously] Me, cross the line? It all depends on you, Dexter. On whether you - [realizes that Dexter just said he didn't want this to be about one over the other and stops himself.] On whether you can convince me that I don't need to.

[bloodonedge.livejournal.com]

[isn't raising his voice a bit. nope.] Does it matter? I already AM that, Brian. It's shaped me my whole life. I'm not going to undo what keeps me- What makes things more bearable.

You don't need to. You never needed to. How am I supposed to convince you of that?