[ "It seems like something humans would do," says Henry, to a man with whom he had formed an alliance before the nature of their relationship very abruptly shifted. ]
I should? I'm not sure if appointing me as team diplomat is a great idea. Maybe Cyllene should do it.
[ He tries so hard to put some bite into those words, but it doesn't really work. Whatever sharpness he hoped to achieve is stolen away in the face of a real smile from Henry.
He knows better than to draw attention to it, but that's going to stick with him. ]
[It doesn't linger for very long, his expression returning to its default politeness, but proof of its existence is poignant enough — rare for anyone to ever see it.]
[Yes. Those kids are such a thorn in his side. It's ridiculous.]
It has dice, and...
[Not helpful. Plenty of games have dice. Henry closes his eyes; when he possessed Will Byers, what had been there, in the recesses of his head-? He claws through old memory.]
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No, I guess not. Are official alliances like a thing around here? You know, team to team.
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I don’t know. Probably. It seems like something humans would do in a place like this, spending extended amounts of time with each other.
You should ask around.
[YOU should. Not him.]
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I should? I'm not sure if appointing me as team diplomat is a great idea. Maybe Cyllene should do it.
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You say it's not a great idea, but you're the one who went to another cell block to tell Basilisk 'thank you'.
Just think of it as... unearthing more information. You enjoy that, don't you?
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C'mon. I'm not that predictable.
[ He is. ]
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You're telling me that doesn't tempt you even a little?
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[ Liar liar. ]
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He takes a bite of his sandwich, too.]
I guess if you're fine with leaving us at a disadvantage in the future, I can't exactly change your mind. We'll just remain uninformed.
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I'm not gonna leave us at a disadvantage, Henry.
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You seem to be willing to.
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Fuck you.
I'll do some digging, alright?
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I don’t even have to read your mind to play you like a fiddle.
[He’s teasing. But a little more seriously-]
It’ll help if you do, though. Do some digging.
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[ He tries so hard to put some bite into those words, but it doesn't really work. Whatever sharpness he hoped to achieve is stolen away in the face of a real smile from Henry.
He knows better than to draw attention to it, but that's going to stick with him. ]
Yeah, yeah. I'm on it, so don't worry.
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I’m confident you’ll deliver, Mr. Lightning Bolt.
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[ Since they're nicknaming each other now. ]
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Oh, no, I don't need any more names, Alec. I already have an alias, remember?
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[ And they have a name for the weird dog too, apparently. ]
Now I just have to know. What game?
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It has dice, and...
[Not helpful. Plenty of games have dice. Henry closes his eyes; when he possessed Will Byers, what had been there, in the recesses of his head-? He claws through old memory.]
Something with dungeons.
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[ It didn't sound familiar at first, but now having said it out loud, it's like the light instantly comes on. ]
Dungeons and Dragons?
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Yes. I think so.
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So not only were you constantly getting thwarted by a bunch of kids, they're a bunch of D&D nerds to boot.
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