Jasper snorts, looking at him sidelong "So you stick around out of the goodness of your heart. And because you like me." Or so he claims, though she doesn't quite get the other connotations 'liking' someone might entail.
"Cardiac health aside, I don't particularly believe that I have a good
heart," Elijah says. "But, yes, I do like you, and I want you to fulfil
your full potential."
"I don't even know if I can be helped." Which is totally not answering the question. She snorts and crosses her arms defensively, looking away. "I'm just a waste of your time."
And. Bees again. She should've known, snarling as she swats them away.
"I don't want you to go away from this conversation and realize that you
have no evidence I was telling the truth," Elijah points out. "I'm assuming
you can deal with a few insects, given that you have superhuman strength
and speed...?"
Elijah helps, at least insofar as he can help by using a book against a few
bees far away enough from Jasper that he won't exactly hit her.
"...well, then. I'm an inmate," he says, bluntly, for the experience of
coughing out something with more legs than he's happy having had in his
mouth. "And - affected, clearly."
"The intention was to prove the honesty of everything I've said so far," he
reminds her. "That I want to see you graduate, I believe you're capable,
and I do fully intend to let you benefit from my deal when it's been
granted."
"Really?" She snorts. "Because it sure doesn't feel like it. Perfect Elijah with all the answers." No bugs, because, well. It's true to how she feels, dealing with him. "Don't tell anyone I said this, but you're a human. How about you act like it sometimes."
He folds his hands in his lap, looks away slightly.
"My emotional affect has always been - quite low. Flat, perhaps. It's more
often been framed as a criticism. People can find me...off-putting, or
inauthentic. Less than human, as you said yourself."
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"I can see why you'd ask, but no. You are your own person, in your own situation."
Still no bugs, not that he's proven he's affected in the first place.
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"Cardiac health aside, I don't particularly believe that I have a good heart," Elijah says. "But, yes, I do like you, and I want you to fulfil your full potential."
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Ah, Jasper, you can't just accuse him of being smart when it's convenient for you.
"Do you not want to be helped?"
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And. Bees again. She should've known, snarling as she swats them away.
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Elijah smiles despite himself.
"...I see. I apologize, I didn't intend to turn this against you, but it's encouraging to know you don't believe that."
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"I hate you."
She knows better, but it's out before she can stop herself. More bees. So many bees. It's lucky she can't get anaphylaxis.
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Elijah leans back, cautious. Bees are still bees regardless of who's...generating them.
"Would it feel better for you to know that I'm affected myself?"
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"I don't want you to go away from this conversation and realize that you have no evidence I was telling the truth," Elijah points out. "I'm assuming you can deal with a few insects, given that you have superhuman strength and speed...?"
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Elijah helps, at least insofar as he can help by using a book against a few bees far away enough from Jasper that he won't exactly hit her.
"...well, then. I'm an inmate," he says, bluntly, for the experience of coughing out something with more legs than he's happy having had in his mouth. "And - affected, clearly."
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"The intention was to prove the honesty of everything I've said so far," he reminds her. "That I want to see you graduate, I believe you're capable, and I do fully intend to let you benefit from my deal when it's been granted."
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It never occurred to her to think Elijah was lying about being affected. Even if she thinks he's too smart to believe the rest of it.
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"Mm."
He looks across at her.
"As I also already said, I don't intend to use this as an opportunity to interrogate you. So unless you have any further questions for me...?"
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"I do. But ordinarily, you have the option to respond however you like. I already have enough power over you without depriving you of that."
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"No, it doesn't, but I assume that sometimes I'm wrong."
He smiles faintly.
"Regardless, I'm a little surprised that you're not letting this go. Is there anything you want me to ask you?"
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Elijah looks at her for several moments, then relaxes back into his seat. Clearly they aren't quite done here.
"What does 'acting like a human' mean to you, Jasper?" he asks. "What would that look like, to you?"
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She doesn't, interestingly, say that her thinks he's better. Buy it's probably not a secret to Elijah that Jasper sees her emotions as weakness.
She looks away, arms crossed again. "... like talking to a Diamond sometimes." They make her feel small too, in a different way.
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"...I'm sorry that that bothers you, Jasper."
He folds his hands in his lap, looks away slightly.
"My emotional affect has always been - quite low. Flat, perhaps. It's more often been framed as a criticism. People can find me...off-putting, or inauthentic. Less than human, as you said yourself."
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