Are you still mad at me?
I wasn’ mad.
You have nothing to worry about.
I don’t know how to fix my mistakes.
Don’ try t’fix it. Jus’ learrn from it.
You can be, but you have no reason to be.
Aside from experience, y’mean.
… Are you worried?
‘MI not allowed t’be?
I believe it was you that requested we ‘remain single’ together. I imagine we’re right where you want us to be.
Jus’ makin’ sho’.
I want to know what you want.
T’know where we stand.
Do you want me to stop? I will address him as Mr. Wayne and nothing more, if that pleases you.
You c’n do whatcha want.
I said it out of habit, it’s a meaningless.
Yeah, we should. I’m interested in seeing how you live.
Like a fuckin’ king.
Her face clouds with pain “Thought you don’ fergive me fer dat ages ago.” her fingers leave her face and grasp the locket at her neck.
“Hey, hey, woah! I ain’ bitter o’ angry, silly.”
… If you’re worried about my family due to your past experiences, then… I should just go.
Nah, you said I didn’ gotta worry, so I ain’ gonn’.
What is wrong?
I was married.
Fo’ an hour.
B’cause o’ her brot’a.
I have hundreds of siblings. Not one of which you should fear.
Fo’ fuck’s sake.
“He and Jeanie - they got there own little cottage on the grounds, ain’t like ya’d even have to see him ” Her fingers continue to move along his cheek. “Remy…”
“Good f’dem, sounds like a happy-go-fuckin’-lucky fam’ly, don’ it?” He shook his head with a laugh. “I’m sorry, chere, but you leavin’ me in Antarctica was d’best t’ing t’e’er happen’a me. I been out seein’ d’world. When Scott snapped at me last, dat was it.”