No, that'd be a sucker's game. [Jason waves a hand.] I'm just saying, it seems these days the only way you don't look like a corpse is when you're getting riled up for the Fourth God. You didn't have that much life in you when you were taking mine, even.
[He gets up and finishes off his coffee.]
Just don't hurt yourself, alright? I don't care, but I'd rather you didn't. It gives me the chills just to look at you these days.
[Marco still isn't sure how to take either Jason's concerns or the fact that he's concerned. On one hand, the man may have a point; on the other hand, Marco doesn't like the way he puts it; on the other other hand, why does he even care?
It would be simpler if things were more black-and-white than they are in this case.]
To me, it looks like you do care, whether you'd like to admit it or not.
[Jason takes Marco's cup of coffee. If Marco won't have it Jason may as well get the table bused.] Eugh. We aren't all queers here, Evangelisti. Don't flatter yourself.
[He heads back to the registers and machines, ready to take his shift back up again, and calls over his shoulder-] Or lie to yourself, for that matter!
[How nice of Jason to give Marco a reminder of why he doesn't like him at all. The word, he might be willing to excuse if it came from somebody else from Jason's time period, but he's not too inclined to take advice from someone who thinks feelings aren't for straight guys.]
Have a nice day.
[After saying that in the driest way he possibly can, he leaves.]
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[He gets up and finishes off his coffee.]
Just don't hurt yourself, alright? I don't care, but I'd rather you didn't. It gives me the chills just to look at you these days.
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It would be simpler if things were more black-and-white than they are in this case.]
To me, it looks like you do care, whether you'd like to admit it or not.
[He stands up, sighing.]
So thank you, I guess. But I'm fine.
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[He heads back to the registers and machines, ready to take his shift back up again, and calls over his shoulder-] Or lie to yourself, for that matter!
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Have a nice day.
[After saying that in the driest way he possibly can, he leaves.]