[ as always, connor sharpens truths, sinking deeper into more than he knows. to be trapped in your own mind — a passenger in this life — isn't a fear but a former reality for them both. and so it's with a nod that fitz takes the coin again, slipped back into his palm and tucked into his pocket for safekeeping. never know when he'll need it next. understanding passes through his fingertips, acknowledged with a lingering look and a curt nod. ]
Yeah. [ he bites the inside of his cheek. ] Peggy's been helping a lot. She's good at, um, pinning down what I've got rattling about. [ in his head, he means. a rotating gesture at his skull is used to complete that meaning. ] Markus, too. And, y'know, this towering tin man. [ his mouth tugs to one side, smile sly. ] Very persistent. [ nose scrunching. ] Total pain in the arse, but.
[ welcome back loser 😘
then his tone shifts, voice firm. ]
Wanted you to hear this from me, by the way, not via telephone — Gaby passed me and Peggy the keys. [ a beat, as he catches Connor's eye. ] To everything, I mean.
[ Fitz hasn't said it in so many words to anyone other than Bobbi and Markus. Many of their agents have an understanding of the new order, with some already expressing a deference Fitz doesn't know what to do with, but Fitz is wary of clarifying his position with the Displaced at large, when it doesn't necessarily concern them.
He'd rather adjust to the shifting terrain. ]
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exactly, it's all in technique... keep 'em waiting for ya
Peggy is a very astute woman, (connor agrees with more enthusiasm, no shift in the already attentive eye he has on fitz — he looks well, like a leaf's been turned and it's given him a fresh perspective,) so are the people she chooses to keep company with. You and Markus best of all. I'm happy to be considered, even if I am a pain in the... arse.
It's my duty to be, as a friend. I believe the human term's "tough love"?
(offering fitz a very firm pat on the back of the shoulder, remembering all of the hard messages he's had to dole out. to people who aren't here anymore, to people he thought he trusted to trust him, to people who've disliked him and his viewpoints from the very beginning of everything. it's difficult. still, it's a job not many love and he's always taken care of the dirty work.
that's what he was built to do and what he chose to do. in detroit and here, in this brave new world.
it doesn't take him a moment to understand what fitz means by "keys". to the kingdom, so to speak, everything they need to be independent of morningstar. incredible, really, that so much has happened in such a short time. but he's used to that by now.)
Well, she couldn't have found a man and woman more qualified for the position. Everyone looks up to you and Peggy, Fitz, they'll follow your ideas and the pragmatic way you two have always presented them. I'll take my place at your side, of course; please let me know what I can do to lighten the burden.
(where there's emotion, like in one of markus' speeches, there is also logic. it's what appeals to him the strongest and connor trusts them to keep to it.)
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playing hard 2 get huh...
Yeah. [ he bites the inside of his cheek. ] Peggy's been helping a lot. She's good at, um, pinning down what I've got rattling about. [ in his head, he means. a rotating gesture at his skull is used to complete that meaning. ] Markus, too. And, y'know, this towering tin man. [ his mouth tugs to one side, smile sly. ] Very persistent. [ nose scrunching. ] Total pain in the arse, but.
[ welcome back loser 😘
then his tone shifts, voice firm. ]
Wanted you to hear this from me, by the way, not via telephone — Gaby passed me and Peggy the keys. [ a beat, as he catches Connor's eye. ] To everything, I mean.
[ Fitz hasn't said it in so many words to anyone other than Bobbi and Markus. Many of their agents have an understanding of the new order, with some already expressing a deference Fitz doesn't know what to do with, but Fitz is wary of clarifying his position with the Displaced at large, when it doesn't necessarily concern them.
He'd rather adjust to the shifting terrain. ]
exactly, it's all in technique... keep 'em waiting for ya
It's my duty to be, as a friend. I believe the human term's "tough love"?
(offering fitz a very firm pat on the back of the shoulder, remembering all of the hard messages he's had to dole out. to people who aren't here anymore, to people he thought he trusted to trust him, to people who've disliked him and his viewpoints from the very beginning of everything. it's difficult. still, it's a job not many love and he's always taken care of the dirty work.
that's what he was built to do and what he chose to do. in detroit and here, in this brave new world.
it doesn't take him a moment to understand what fitz means by "keys". to the kingdom, so to speak, everything they need to be independent of morningstar. incredible, really, that so much has happened in such a short time. but he's used to that by now.)
Well, she couldn't have found a man and woman more qualified for the position. Everyone looks up to you and Peggy, Fitz, they'll follow your ideas and the pragmatic way you two have always presented them. I'll take my place at your side, of course; please let me know what I can do to lighten the burden.
(where there's emotion, like in one of markus' speeches, there is also logic. it's what appeals to him the strongest and connor trusts them to keep to it.)
I mean it. I want to help.