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Date & Time: July 25th, eveningish?
Location: Equius' home, then about the town
Characters: Equius and Raven!
Summary: Raven takes Equius out for a walk.
Warnings: None so far! Blue people bein' blue?

[She's still not 100% certain she understands how trolls are supposed to work, but at least she has some idea of their relationships, now. After her little chat with Sollux, she's sure that she'll be able to hold something against the other troll if it becomes necessary.

She's grown rather fond of Equius in their time together in the prehistoric. They'd spoken relatively little, but she saw him as, in some ways, a younger version of her friend Hank. Not quite as geeky, maybe, but still quite awkward.

Once she's at his door, she lifts her hand to knock -- and hopes that Sollux isn't the one who answers the door.]

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[Right, like troll relationships are less confusing Equius.]

I mean, he took care of me when we were younger, and I take care of him when he goes overboard at the bar, or whatever -- but we sort of butt heads on some things.

[Troll relationships are not confusing at all and each one is extremely necessary.]

I don't really understand this 'brother' role you humans have. it is extremely confusing and seems like a mix or many other roles that should be separate.

I guess that's just the way it is for people. Relationships are complex things.

[She shrugs.]

It's frustrating, sure, but it leaves room for change.

What do you mean, 'leaves room for change'? What leaves room for change? Explain.

It makes it easier for you to be able to rely on people -- a combination of people -- without having to worry about what it means for your -- quadrants. Does that make sense?

No. I'm not understanding.

Well, it's just -- what if you wanted someone who you had as a -- moirail -- to also be something romantic? How would you deal with that?

[He stares for a while, soon frowning.]

Then you made a mistake. A moirailship should not be treated as a jumping board for a matespritship, the two quadrants are extremely different.

See, that's what I'm saying. The whole -- cut-and-dry thing -- what if you're missing out on something great because you don't want to breach the quadrants?

You shouldn't have gotten into a moirailship then. Pitying someone as a matesprit is not the same thing as pitying them as a moirail. A true troll that knows anything right will be able to tell what kind of feelings they have. [A huff, stopping his foot slightly.]

And if you develop different feelings, then call off whatever quadrant you had because it's obviously not working or you are doing something incorrect. If you are a moirail with someone and soon find yourself wishing to be matesprits, then you have no right being their moirail.

But why is that what it has to be?

[She waves a hand over toward him, shaking her head.]

I mean, maybe that's how trolls work. People, though -- no, I think you could be friends with someone and still care about them in a very intimate way.

[What even is this conversation]

You can, where did you get the idea that you cannot?

[I don't know! But he isn't focusing on how mad he is at Sollux anymore.]

The compassion a moirail feels is the pity that an individual has problems as well as the desire to try and help them not have to go through those problems. A moirail wishes to halt any extra displeasures by offering good advice and being an appropriate role model. While a matepsrit pities you for what flaws you have and cares for you completely, flaws included.

But -- someone you care for completely, they can be a rolemodel too if they're given the chance.

[She shrugs her shoulders.]

Not in the same way. This is hard to explain.

I guess people just don't label it quite the same way.

[Not a good or a bad thing, necessarily, just a statement.]

I suppose so...

[Yes but now he feels weird.]

...well, I'm done with my shopping.

[Radical subject change? Yes please.]

Oh, one moment, I need to get milk. [Quickly putting his other items into his sylladex, he heads off to the dairy section before he makes any more of a fool of himself infront of her. Goodness gracious.]

Sounds good.

[She heads to the till while he's -- uh, putting his items in his sylladex. Is that stealing? She's just -- not going to ask.]

[STEALING!? Silly Raven! Equius would never steal! He most certainly could try, but he would never! He's not some hooligan!]

[It's not long before he's back with no milk in hand. He's not at all bothered anymore though, even if he still kind of felt embarrassed. Goodness. Why was he embarrassed? He's being completely silly. Raven if just some... human, mutant thing, not at all as prestigious as a troll. He has no need to be so befuddled around her.]

[So with a glance and a hitched breath, he takes out everything from his sylladex that he had picked up to buy and moves to pay as well.]

I still can't get over how convenient that thing is.

[She holds up the bags of groceries she's got. It isn't all that heavy, but it's still not as lightweight as his sylladex must be.]

Yes, it is extremely convenient. I am still perplexed by how all of your kind does not own a sylladex and fetch modus as well. It seems silly not to develop technology like that.

[He pauses, looking at her bags before moving a hand up to nervously curl some of his hair.]

I can take those for you? I will, I command you to give them to me to carry for you.

I think we're still a little too focused on the 'kill everyone else' thing, honestly.

[She raises an eyebrow, though, and passes them over without much fuss.]

No argument for me on that.

Kill everyone else thing?

-- yeah, I mean. The last big technological advance was nuclear weapons, and we just narrowly escaped everyone trying to blow each other up.