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[jumpthegun]

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[jumpthegun]

You're human. I think that makes you a good example. No one's a paragon, y'know?

[Just... putting that out there given the fact that he's given Dorian a hard time in the past. John doesn't feel like much of a shining example of humanity, either, these days.]

[whiteknightnecromancer]

Fine, fine. I'm not a very representative example of humanity. Specificity is all.

[jumpthegun]

I'm not sure anyone here is particularly representative, mate. Ginger, maybe? Everyone else is... [Weird.] There aren't many normal people.

[whiteknightnecromancer]

I'm sure between you there's a sizable representation of doctors. Though if we are all this "weird" perhaps that is the commonality here.

Anyway, I'm sure he can figure it out as he goes. We complicate things wonderfully and terribly but really, consuming, expelling, and struggling to do the right thing is the essence of living. Anything else is making more of humans than we are.

[jumpthegun]

We're all uniquely different, just like everyone else. [There's wry humor in his tone.]

And there's sex, too. Unless you're counting that under consuming.

[whiteknightnecromancer]

I was thinking of it as a combination of all three.

[Dorian definitely sounds amused.]

[jumpthegun]

[Well, all right, maybe he could get used to Dorian's brand of humor. John snorts.]

It certainly falls under the first two at a bear minimum. Thank you again for giving me a heads up about you and Castiel. It's honestly a weight off, even if it isn't one of the bigger ones I've been juggling.

[whiteknightnecromancer]

I had noticed you take quite a bit on yourself, yes. I'm happy to bring you peace of mind however small.

[Since he was death priced, that came out far more sincerely than it ordinarily would have. This conversation was also why he wouldn't go to John about Ecks murdering Mycroft.]

[jumpthegun]

[John's just not going to examine the first part of that comment very closely. Instead, he'll just sign off.]

Considering me at peace tonight. Take care, Mr. Pavus, and keep warm.