I don't understand how it's personal for you, if I choose that I don't ever want to try one of those cupcakes.
[It's confused more than it is argumentative, he really doesn't get it. But he doesn't want this to cause problems. He has very few friends, he can't afford to argue too much with any of them.]
Because I like being a fox, and I enjoy when humans take an interest in what it's like. Since the common perception of foxes is that we're wily pests it's nice when people look beyond that.
[And, frankly, it's nice having other intelligent fox people around. Even if it's only for a little while.]
[She's getting where he's going with this and doesn't like it, but saying something ridiculous like this is an entirely different situation wouldn't be true.]
It's easy. [She starts poking at the screen, going through the steps.] It's all touchscreen, you can sort everything by album or artist, and make your own playlists.
[He's never felt more like a sad grandpa from the forties than he does right now. Weapon and vehicle technology he's a whizz at, he knows how to use communication tools on phones now, but this? This is totally alien.]
[This is... kind of adorable, actually. She leans in a little, tapping to sort the songs by artist.]
A playlist. It's a list of songs from different albums that you like. Here, let's make one with your favourite songs that are on here. Which of the Andrews Sisters do you like the most?
[She'll scroll up and down to show him how that's done, so he can see the different titles.]
[He doesn't remember a lot of them, though perhaps hearing them will bring back more than just the titles, so he just points at a random one - Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy.]
I think I see.
[Seems intuitive now that she's explained it.]
So how many songs about foxes am I gonna find on here?
[That's actually sort of touching. He knows how she likes to tease, so for the songs to just be ones she thought that he might like, that's really sweet.]
I'll let you know if I find any, maybe I'll even let you listen.
You're welcome. [She drops her hand and pulls her gaze away from the phone to look up at him.] I'm glad you like it. This turned out to be a lovely Christmas.
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This isn't personal, Renart.
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You're wrong. It's personal for both of us, and we happen to have the exact opposite opinion on the matter.
... Aside from the lack of choice. I agree with you there.
[Sure, she helped prank Sherlock, but he isn't Bucky and she wouldn't agree to do that to him. Different contexts and all.]
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[It's confused more than it is argumentative, he really doesn't get it. But he doesn't want this to cause problems. He has very few friends, he can't afford to argue too much with any of them.]
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[And, frankly, it's nice having other intelligent fox people around. Even if it's only for a little while.]
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[It's just a big button for him.]
Would you do it, make yourself something different - not a fox - just to understand?
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... I don't know. Maybe. When I was younger I would think about what it would be like being human.
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[No, that's a lie, it's infinitely better than just being a mindless weapon.]
We're just a different kind of animal, that's all, a lot of us still run on our instincts.
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[Less so in emergency situations, but definitely day-to-day.]
Your senses are all different, too.
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[Nor does he think that being able to see and hear differently would help him know what it is to be a fox.]
Do you feel like you can't respect and understand the friends you have without being one for a few days?
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[She's getting where he's going with this and doesn't like it, but saying something ridiculous like this is an entirely different situation wouldn't be true.]
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[It's gently asked, but there's still a firmness behind it. He meant what he said, it hadn't been personal that he doesn't want to change form.]
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[She's silent, frowning severely at him. Because he's right and she's wrong, and guess who doesn't like being wrong.]
.... I can still think you would look handsome as a fox.
[What who's sulking she's not sulking.]
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Then it's probably a good thing I won't be one, what with flirting off the table.
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It's probably a very good thing.
[If he was a fox she probably wouldn't be able to keep her hands off him, things would end poorly. That still makes her pout a little, though.]
is this set after the Christmas party?
You gonna show me how to select songs on this thing, then?
Before!
[She hops to feet, walking over.]
It's easy. [She starts poking at the screen, going through the steps.] It's all touchscreen, you can sort everything by album or artist, and make your own playlists.
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[He's never felt more like a sad grandpa from the forties than he does right now. Weapon and vehicle technology he's a whizz at, he knows how to use communication tools on phones now, but this? This is totally alien.]
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A playlist. It's a list of songs from different albums that you like. Here, let's make one with your favourite songs that are on here. Which of the Andrews Sisters do you like the most?
[She'll scroll up and down to show him how that's done, so he can see the different titles.]
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I think I see.
[Seems intuitive now that she's explained it.]
So how many songs about foxes am I gonna find on here?
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Who knows, I only asked for songs from the 1940s. Maybe Zephyr added a few for fun.
[She was extremely good about her wish ok!!]
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I'll let you know if I find any, maybe I'll even let you listen.
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Oh? Very generous of you. I bet you could even ask Zephyr to add some fox songs if there aren't any.
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[His smile turns softer and he reaches out to gently lay a hand on her shoulder.]
...thanks, this was a really good present.
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[Much to his surprise, being trapped in another world.]
I probably shouldn't keep you, don't you have other presents to deliver?
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