Puck. A real truth. Something with meaning. *stills, fixed by his smile, and smiles back*
I don’t know what you want me to tell you. *furrows eyebrows* That’s a truth.
*laughs and gives a sideways smile before pulling away* Yeah. Okay. It’s fine. So, what brings you back to my part of the world?
That was not the kind of truth I meant. *giggling, squirming, but only a little*
*continues to hold your wrists, looking down at you with a smile* Okay… I love sultanas. Almost everyone I know hates them, but I love them. How’s that?
Puck. A real truth. Something with meaning. *stills, fixed by his smile, and smiles back*
PUCK! *leaps at him, hands outstretched, to whack him*
*laughs and catches your wrists before you can hit him* What?! I told you a truth, that’s what you asked.
That was not the kind of truth I meant. *giggling, squirming, but only a little*
You’ve had thousands of years to learn how to tell half the truth, Puck. *shakes head* What am I going to do with you?
That’s true. *tilts head* But there’s still the fact that I am unable to lie. If I tell you something, you can’t just assume I’m lying because, even if it’s not the whole truth, it’s still more than a lie.
Tell me something true. *tell me something so I don’t have to keep looking at you*
A tomato is a fruit.
PUCK! *leaps at him, hands outstretched, to whack him*
You’ve had thousands of years to learn how to tell half the truth, Puck. *shakes head* What am I going to do with you?
That’s true. *tilts head* But there’s still the fact that I am unable to lie. If I tell you something, you can’t just assume I’m lying because, even if it’s not the whole truth, it’s still more than a lie.
Tell me something true. *tell me something so I don’t have to keep looking at you*
You’ve had thousands of years to learn how to tell half the truth, Puck. *shakes head* What am I going to do with you?
“You make less sense with every word that comes out of your mouth! Also, no. No with the assuming and the condescending. Don’t do that.”
“Explain.”
”—Good, then my job here is done.”
“I’m not in need of a therapist, and while I do have my reasons for wanting to vanish from this place, I’m not one to share things easily, this one mostly because it would involve telling my entire existence, and it’s a complete contrast of who I am, thus it’s a foolish thing to tell someone whom I don’t even know the name yet, don’t you agree?”
Promptly, “My name is Summer. Summer Rainault.”
“I think I’ll go with you. Where are we going?”
“And I’m the Human Torch; try again.”
And quit smiling at me, oh my god, that is unfair.
”It’s a bit complicated love, I would tell you but I wouldn’t want to bore you away.”
“You make less sense with every word that comes out of your mouth! Also, no. No with the assuming and the condescending. Don’t do that.”
“Explain.”
“I’m waiting for that to make sense, and it’s not happening.”
“Maybe try again.”
”I’m Batman.”
“And I’m the Human Torch; try again.”
And quit smiling at me, oh my god, that is unfair.
“Something good has happened and you want to /leave/?”
”Let’s just say… There’s not really a point for me being here if there’s nothing bad going on.”
“I’m waiting for that to make sense, and it’s not happening.”
“Maybe try again.”
