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Arbitrary rule. Nope.

[Jemma is about to use the fact it's technically her house, and he's living here gratas, when another opportunity arises.

The opportunity is about 4.5lbs, fluffy, and judgemental.]

Greene! Do come in, my handsome boy.

[Now she's just going to grin.]

You really think I won't blow this at a rabbit? [ Of course he wouldn't, but still. ]

I really think you like having that lock installed.

[Greene, of course comes in, because it is his house, dammit, and how dare someone stop him from going wherever he wants.]

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[ Is it weird to glare at a rabbit? Probably. He's still going to do it. And begrudgingly, he'll put the instrument away. ]

[Jemma picks up her fluffy hero, and kisses the top of his head.

Is it possible for a rabbit to look smug? Yes it is and he's doing that right now.]

He's better than a dozen guard dogs, I swear, and find some place outside of this house to keep that blasted thing.

[Didgeridoos are her least favourite instrument.]

[ And right then and there, Harry Feynman started making plans to buy a lamellophone. ]

We'll see.

Here I was hoping you were the more mature of the Harrys Feynman.

And what does "we'll see" even mean?

I'm not the one making up arbitrary rules or threatening people, am I?

It's pretty self explanatory I think.

It's perfectly reasonable to expect a didgeridoo-free home environment.

It sounds like you plan to completely ignore my wishes.

Oh, you'll have a digeridoo free-home.

That sounds more like a threat.

How could that possibly be a threat?

I don't know, but you're Harry Feynman and it doesn't matter which one of them you are, I can tell you're plotting.

You don't know anything about me.

You keep saying that, but I know a hell of a lot more than you give me credit for.

Prove it. Name something about me that isn't about him or 'you thought you were dead.'

[So a theory she's been working on comes spilling out.]

You're so damned determined to be some other person, you'd rather give up the chance to see your wife and children again.

But I don't think it really has anything to do with insisting you're different, and everything to do with something so the same with him, that you think you're so damaged, it's not worth it.

I will not be cast in as a part of your dark fate. There's some other version of me doing exactly that right now.

[ Snapping his glare from Greene to her. ]

I'm already past my 'dark fate'. There's no countdown, there are no days hours minutes and seconds til the day something fucking awful happens to me. My head isn't filled with the knowledge that I can't stop it, because it happened, and there's nothing.

[Glare right back. She's used to the guilt-ridden. SHIELD is built on them.]

And here I am, playing the part you cast me in.

[That snap? Proved her point.]

What happened to you is over. You have a whole life ahead of you, and that rate you're getting inexplicably younger, that's a hell of a long life ahead of you.

You can't erase what happened, but you can make that dark fate a moment, rather than look at everything after this as nothing.

I've already been cast aside as nothing by one person, and you can go to hell, if you think I'm letting you do that to me too.

[ Has he even noticed the age thing? Maybe. Hard to say. For now, he ignores it. ]

I haven't done anything to you. [ Beyond blow a digeridoo in her face. ] The only reason it's over is because of you. Even if I find a way to go to some previous version of my family or my life, it's not the same. They're not the same. Those people have already moved on.

[She puts Greene down, and he scampers out, because he's not into the whole humans arguing thing.]

You've done nothing but tell me every single idea I've had to try and restore you to some part of your life, is a pointless. As if I don't understand what it's like to have everyone and everything I know be one giant question.

It's like you're trying to talk me into thinking I was wrong. That I should've left you where you were.

You're not behaving like it's over.

Not every idea. I opened that restaurant, didn't I?

[ He sure did. Or, well. He is. ]

That's what you hold up? Instead of going back to those you love most in the world, that's okay, you're opening a restaurant.

[She's going to poke him for that, a stern you-can't-distract-me-from-my-point poke.]

The idea was giving yourself a vocation while we work on getting you back to your life. To start integrate you back into a world where you can think of the future.

Yeah, well, clearly I'm integrating great. [ Well, he did have a series of one night stands with a princess. But still. ] Why do you think I'd be fine now? I haven't even gone to my own world to see my father or my sister.

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